Is this something he should get into? It's the first time he really thinks that, thinks those words. Sits there with the fishing rod, wondering, isn't that...a lot?
It didn't feel like that in the moment. It felt like all or nothing. Like if he was going to go down, he was going to take them down with him.
He starts- "...Time was fastest at Pucci's center. ...The closer anything was to him, the faster it moved."
It was a risk. A gamble. Just like the thing he did to take on the disc in the first place.
All or nothing. Do, or Die.
"...If I was going to fight god, I needed him to be too weak to stand... ...so we poisoned him."
They poisoned themselves.
"We turned the air in the room into pure oxygen...and attacked."
He can still feel it now. Blood under his nails, where it wasn't there. Lost in the memory, he looks at his own hand, narrowing his eyes.
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CW: Description of death by suffocation/poisoning, associated self-harm/child endangement
Date: 2024-01-09 02:09 pm (UTC)Is this something he should get into? It's the first time he really thinks that, thinks those words. Sits there with the fishing rod, wondering, isn't that...a lot?
It didn't feel like that in the moment. It felt like all or nothing. Like if he was going to go down, he was going to take them down with him.
He starts- "...Time was fastest at Pucci's center. ...The closer anything was to him, the faster it moved."
It was a risk. A gamble. Just like the thing he did to take on the disc in the first place.
All or nothing. Do, or Die.
"...If I was going to fight god, I needed him to be too weak to stand... ...so we poisoned him."
They poisoned themselves.
"We turned the air in the room into pure oxygen...and attacked."
He can still feel it now. Blood under his nails, where it wasn't there. Lost in the memory, he looks at his own hand, narrowing his eyes.
"...Until there was nothing left of his face."