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The way you look is angelic; however, the way you touch is sinful.

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I myself am war.

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A lot of people want to kill me, I take great pride in that.

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#「musing」

Date + Time: November 10th + 2:45AM Current Location: Septima’s Private Quarters Starter Closed: @septimacrane

It took placing their dick in the right hole to escape Level Alpha, but unfortunately, the result turned into weekly meetings with the person they now regret fucking. Precisely 2:30AM, an Android glides into their cell, gesturing to their lips to not wake their cellmate.

‘Annoyance’ – the word flashes across Aster’s vision to remind them being woken up in the middle of the night should trigger such a reaction. Emotions are very fickle. They hate playing the constant game of being normal, desperately wishing to unleash the darkness inside them. Fortunately for everyone within Purgatory, they know better than to give into such dark desires like murder – at least for the time being.

The Android strolls through Level Beta, glancing over their shoulder every few yards to make sure they are still following behind. If they so wished, they could walk the path to Septima’s quarters with their eyes closed, knowing it like the back of their hand. Several minutes pass in silence for the two companions until the recognizable door comes into view, leaving them to be the one to enter. They wait until the Android rounds a corner before busting through the entrance.

“Second meeting in a single week?” Aster nods their head once they spot Septima in the room. “I must be doing something right.”