he is my blood
Bison’s gaze is piercing as he looks at Kant. “You have to understand what you’re asking me. He’s a child. He’ll be stuck a child forever. He won’t get to have friends or a normal life. Everything you’ve worked so hard to protect him from, his innocence you’ve worked so hard to preserve, it won’t matter. He will have to hurt people, to kill them, he will be a monster,” Bison explains firmly. Kant shakes his head. “He’ll be like you. You’re not a monster.” Or. Kant asks Bison to turn Babe.
Read here on AO3.
i really loved the image of him begging in here idk






