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˗ˏˋ ꒰ YOU ARE A LIGHT OF EYES OF MINE꒱ ˎˊ˗ ballader / wanderer

you are a ray of light in his impenetrable darkness..

✧ warnings — mention of angst, fem ! reader, doomed relationship, mention of organs. ✧ a/n — sorry for the absence, i was busy writing part 3 of the fic with yandere scara) but for now enjoy a little angst ( BRUUH I will delete this shii tomorrow 💀)

must listen with .. A Little Death – The Neighbourhood

Scaramouche had been stabbed in the back three times, but only after the third time had he finally learned not to expose her to the blow, but to strike first. It was easy to hate people - easier than he had initially thought. Vicious, petty, deceitful and infinitely selfless in their desire to prolong life at any cost, even when it was devoid of the slightest sense… They worshiped the Gods with the most sincere faces, and then sinned with selfless rapture. They smiled kindly, showered pleasantries as if they were gold coins, but each time they began to swear as soon as they realized that there was no longer any need for pretense.

And that made it even more disgusting to realize that some part of his non-existent puppet soul continued to stubbornly strive to acquire this very notorious "humanity". The emptiness where the ribs should have been itched and burned - and he hoped to fill this hole with someone else's blood, pain and suffering.

Killing people is also simple - simpler than he initially thought. They have fragile bones, soft skin and hot hearts that beat in his palms in the last dying fit with quivering clots of bloody flesh.

But the Balladeer did not see beauty in human hearts - slippery, disgusting to the touch and foul-smelling. Disgusting even from an aesthetic point of view. He sincerely tried to discern something in them that would arouse at least a bit of interest in him, but stubbornly did not find it. Or he simply desperately did not want to notice anything, in order to finally convince himself that imitation of people is a waste of time, effort, not worth its cost.

The Electro Archon puppet is created to be the perfect vessel for the Deity. He is above people by right of his birth, by any other right that exists. Electro Gnosis alone will be more than enough to replace some pathetic piece of flesh that drives blood through the veins.

The divine doll Electro Archon was hardly interested in the human body in such a… vicious and obscene aspect.

If he had no need for food, water, or banal rest, then for bed games - and even more so! And did Raiden think about such functions of the puppet organism, creating it…

But when he found such an innocent and bright creature as you, somehow managed to change his opinion about the human race. Hah.. In all his 500 years, he could not even imagine that a creature like him would so tenderly embrace, so passionately kiss and speak such sickeningly sweet words to some human maiden…; he always considered human feelings so alien and forgotten for him, Its uch an unearthly and alien feeling for him… so wrong, but so pleasant… It's as if you're dispelling his bitterness with your sweet taste.

He had no idea how he allowed some girl like you to cross the dangerous line and get so close to him.. Although he does not regret anything. But sometimes he thinks that it was better to kill you then than to break your fragile, like crystal soul into a thousand pieces… He initially understood that your attachment to him was a mistake. A terrible mistake.

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[rsventhesecondd]

chapter one — friendly visit ! @rsventhesecondd

note . english is not my first language, some parts may seem rushed or ooc in other peoples opinion. (๑´·.̫ · `๑) authors note . I'm gen gonna explode, my tumblr has been malfunctioning again and this isn't the first time it deleted my work. I've lost the other chapters and now I have to rewrite it again ): I didn't notice until I checked my inbox , so this is rushed and not proof read, so sorry !! (*´д`*)

masterlist – next chap

"Come here you bastard!" Sakura shouts as he runs towards Sugushita, throwing a punch that was then blocked. 

"Suo, do something!" One of the students said.

"Why don't you stop them?" He says with his signature smile, whilst the other two rambled. 

"HELLO EVERYONEE!" The same high pitched ring echoed throughout the room — a familiar voice speaking as the students bowed. The fight between the two then immediately stopping. 

"Huh? How does this work?" 

"You're pushing the wrong button idiot, the mic is working!" A second voice shouted behind the speakers

"Oh" 

"Well anyways! All of you gather at the rooftop tommorrow at 8:20am. we're celebrating a very important day today, okay? I hope you get along, I'm sure you guys wouldn't fight in broad daylight— right? Well, take care!" Said Umemiya, before finally turning of the speakers, a sigh of relief coming from everyone as the ear deafening pitch finally stopped. 

Sugishita on the other hand, tried to wipe the blood off his nose that was resulted by Sakura punching him earlier. 

"Wiping your nose won't help, everyone saw you two fighting, you know" Said Suo who was then shotted by a glare. 

What a normal day in furin Highschool!

The day finally came, and of course, every furin student gathered at the rooftop in anticipation. After all, word has it that all of the four kings will be present. 

"Thank you for gathering everyone," Umemiya said, familiar faces right behind him. Which of course people noticed, right after they gave a bow. 

"As you all know, today is a very special day." He says with a serious face. "Today is.." 

He cuts off, leaving everybody looking at him as their anticipation grew higher. Was another gang coming at them? Was there a new king? 

"Somebody's birthday!!" 

'Huh?' 

Was what the students wondered. 

Who was so important that everyone was gathered? Who was so important that finally, Umemiya was early? 

Was what kept repeating all around the 'silent' murmers of each student. And of course, one student, being the person he is, he didn't hesitate to speak. 

"What the hell—" Shouted Sakura before quickly leaning back at the door suddenly barging open. 

"Whoops. Sorry, I didn't mean it to be that loud." Said a feminine voice before walking in. 

Now, there was one thing on the young boys mind. Which, once again, he didn't hesitate to let out. 

"Huh? Who the hell are you?" He said in his usual aggressive tone. Well, the usual was done and he was cut off, this time by Nirei as he forced Sakura to bow. 

"Of course you don't know. That's one of the furin kings!" Nirei said, quickly taking out his notebook. 

"She's also Umemiya's sister, and see that katana behind her back? That's—" Nirei rambled on.

Well, coming back to you,

You quickly made your way onto your older brother, flashing the same bright smile that he always had on his face. 

"[Na-me]!" Umemiya exaggeratedly said being the person he is. 

As much as you missed your brother, there was something that still lingered in your mind. Your eyes wandering off just for a moment until it lands on a familiar face. You found your brothers usual dramatic antics coming out from your ear to the other as you focused your gaze on the man behind him. 

"I thought you would be late, [Name]"  Said Hiragi, moving slightly towards you. 

You felt your eyes lighten up more, as you spoke with your usual tone. "Huh? What're you talking about?" You spoke. "I'm never late." 

—

"Woah, Hiragi-san — are you smiling?" Asked one of the students. 

"Get back to work with the preparations!" 

—

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