How could he say that? Peter looked up at him with furrowed brows and bright eyes. The dim red light of the dark room made him seem all the more true to his form. How could he say that? Didn’t he s e e what this was doing him? Didn’t he know how much it h u r t ? The amount of pain he was willing to tolerate for the good of so many? Ḩ̴͕̲̗̹͍̙̖̝́͐̏͗͜ō̷͚͗͠w̸̞͚͕͎̓͌̎̐̾̔̔̈́̅̍ ̵c̷͉̫̮͇͈̓́̓̐́̌͗̌͠o̵̗͔̙͆̔̎͑̀̍͘͜ͅu̸͉͓͎̽̄͐̐̓́͛͑̅l̷̹͍͎̬̩͙̟͇̰̔̈́͑͌̆͊͌͒͝͝d̶̠̬̝̪̼̰͉̓̋̔̉ h̴̛͎̦̙̞̫͑̿̈́̽̆̈́́͝e̴͕̞͓͙̞̻͔̲̻͛́!̶͎̠̌̉̿̔͌̐̆̕?̴̳̩͛̀͂͐͛̄̾͌͛
In the seconds following Ky’Lar’s words, the tar like substance had progressed across his skin. Dripping down in large, weighted drops until the majority of right side had been overtaken. Until he spoke abruptly,
“I can’tdo that.”
Staring himself down in the mirror for a moment, he took a deep breath and held it. It wasn’t too late. He wasn’t too late. All he had to do was fight it. Sure it was hard, but that was kind of the fucking point. “I’m not going to do that.” Letting go of his breath, he let go of the sink and watched the goop recede back down to his forearm. “If I let this thing win another night, I’ll lose a piece of me I’ll never get back...
Don’t think I’m ready for that kinda commitment.”
“Can’t or won’t?”
Part of him could relate ( even if it was in the most basic of levels ) about losing one’s self. In Ky’s case, it was the fear of letting his own rage consume him, and while it did ( at times ) it was still a constant battle with himself.
Sometimes, he managed to win it, but other-times he absolutely failed. Once, he would have held onto control long enough to try to make a difference, but these days he thrived on the unpredictability – no, the chaos. He absolutely found himself lost in it at times, but even he had limitations on just how far he would go ( to get what he wanted ).
“If and when you take that leap,” he said, eyes focusing on the black goo that was receding, “i want you to be ready.” In truth, could have went on to say it was Peter’s choice, but Ky wasn’t going to say that – at least not for the moment.
“You might lose something, but…. You’ll gain so much more.”
Peter’s expression shifts, confusion showing all to clearly. “To talk?” He repeats, like the man had said something in another language. “About – wait what other things – ?” His eyes darted around the room, the dingy motel and the bed he’d just being lying unconscious on.
There’s a sharp intake, a small bubble of panic and Peter can almost physically feel that something is wrong. He keeps himself pressed up against the far wall, eyes locked on the blond man. “You ask for my name but don’t even introduce yourself.” Shoulders tense and he has to remind himself that now is not the time to panic –
“Tell me a little bit about yourself first.”
“The way I see it,” he said, hands slowly resting on his hips. “You don’t have a choice in the matter of answering my questions.” Well, Peter had a choice – everyone did, but Ky’lar didn’t see it that way. Not in this little twist of fate, but he wasn’t going to push the subject. Not really at least.
“Now,” he gestured toward Peter’s hood,“we could both go in circles for days.” That much was clear already – still, he was going to give some ley-way. “It’s Ky’lar.” True, it was a risk revealing his name, but he wasn’t going to worry about the consequences. At least for the moment.
“UNFORTUNATELY, i find myself in a lack of caring.”
before ky started school – his grandparents officially changed his name to James ‘Ky’lar’ Richardson ( by reversing the first and middle names ). However, by the time he was around 16-18, he officially changed his name back when he started looking into records about his family ( for a school project ).
PSA ;; Please never expect me to respond quickly to anything ever. Whether or not it’s a thread, it’s an ask, it’s a meme — whether or not I responded quickly the time before — whether or not I’m online — etc, etc, etc. I promise I’m not ignoring you, I promise I’m doing my best. I have tons of responsibilities not related to Tumblr, && I also need to eat && sleep && sometimes I’m just not emotionally game. It’s not because I don’t like you, it’s not because I don’t want to do the thing, it’s because I’m human. Thank you!
❝ i know what you’re thinking; middle of nowhere, a guy comes up to you in a very fancy suit, and he has an offer for you. not just any offer, but a great one – all you have to do is sign a paper and you can rule the world. so, tell me…what is it you want, but instead of your soul… i just want a favor. one that i can claim at any time up to and past your inevitable demise. ❞
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‘ ———– GOD does not —- He does not send angels.
the angel frowns, cerulean blue scanning the demon before him. god doesn’t send anyone, because god has left. the archangels are in charge, and the human world is resting on the shoulders of two young men. an impossible task, not that he had an opinion of it. angels do not think for themselves. they OBEY, like the good soldiers they are.
‘ and you can not be standing here, trying to tell me that demons are not inherently evil.all you do is create chaos. maim. kill. and all int he name of LUCIFER.
‘ then who sends them? ‘
a simple question; one that he doubted he’d get a true answer to, but all the same, it had to be asked. not that it mattered – angels, demons, humans, they all SERVED someone. most demons chose LUCIFER – their own TWISTED idea of a GOD-LIKE entityto fight for. that was the most logical explanation for it. he was their creator after all. they lived to serve him – just like the angels did god.
‘ — the same could be said about HUMANITY. they do the exact same thing, but WE, the one’s who are BETTER than them – corrected from their mistakes are TASKED with the BLAME.’
“ if you keep making my job difficult, we’re going to run into some problems here. ”
“i like to think of it as you getting in my way.” maybe it wasn’t exactly that, but at the same time? ky didn’t think it mattered. “‘cause, the way i see it? you’re exactly in my way an’ it’s known to be fatal if you don’t move out of it.”