* Light Mature Content Warning - VIOLENCE*
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Ren's cold, mocking voice, the smell of blood in the air, skin tearing, the bones snapping, every desperate scream.
The screaming, the screaming, screaming...
He watched as Ren drove the needles beneath his fingernails until they cracked and split; as his skin was sliced from his arm and dropped at his feet, as the blade cut through his arms.
He watched as the blood pooled on the floor.
'If you call him a monster one more time, I'll start cutting things away from your ugly fucking face.'
Till's lips quirked up behind his mask, 'He called me a monster, huh? That's a new one.'
He repressed the urge to laugh.
All his life he'd heard the same things over and over, round and round in a never ending cycle.
Off. Wrong. Degenerate. Fairy.
But never monster.
'Is that it? Is that what I am now? Is that why I'm not repulsed by this?'
