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(Warning for gore and Genesis slander)

I'm never being redeemed.

*A portal appears behind John, and Dozer walks through, its eyes still closed and smirk on its face.*

"Heh-eh. Hello, hello! Your oh-so-humble king is here!~ Please, hold your-"

*It cuts itself short as it steps in some blood, eyes flying open as it shrieks in disgust and shakes its leg to get the substance off.*

"Ew! Ew ew ew ew! Ugh, could you people at least be tidy when killing my Sinner-?!"

*It glances down, expecting John's dead body only to see someone else's, causing it to freeze.*

*He grabbed the brick and threw it at Dozer, looking terrified. He missed by near inches, but the intent was there. He backed into a wall, his wings spread and his nails digging into the brick wall. His breathing was erratic and his eyes were unfocused.*

*Dozer abruptly let out an undignified squeak, jumping to the side as its tails flared up.*

"Are you out of your-?!"

*It cut itself short as it noticed just how panicked John was. It shrunk itself down the smallest it could (around 6'8'') and stayed closer to the ground just in case, glancing at the body and weighing its options in its mind carefully.*

"..John? You, uhm..."

*It wasn't too sure what to say. One of its knees was on the ground, and its lower right arm was resting on the other knee.*

*He relaxed when he realized it was Dozer, but he didn't move from his spot against the wall.*

*He sat on the ground and wrapped his arms tightly around his legs before his wings wrapped around him. ...He was trembling. Less panicked and more scared now.*

*He hadn't noticed he was crying yet.*

I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry, J̢͔͖͉̫̩̻̔a̷̸̴̙̬͍̪̗̝̤̪̹͓͍̘͗̀͊́̏͒ͣ͛n̷̨̥͍̬͈̠͈̥̻̗̣͚̺ͧ̓́̿̏̀̕̕e̒ͦ̇̈҉͙͓̳

*The name was foreign and unfamiliar to Dozer, which intrigued it, but it didn't dare to push on the subject now.*

"Hey, hey..."

*It gently moved a little closer to John, sitting on both of its knees now as one of its tails carefully wedged itself between John's wings, a small gesture for him to open them. The other slowly lowered itself onto his hand.*

*His wings spread open enough for it to see how much of a mess he was. He grabbed its blanket desperately, wanting it to notice his guilt. His regret.*

She has to know! She needs to know I didn't mean it! I wanted to help her! She deserved the pearly gates!

*His grip stayed tight, but he lowered his head to avoid eye contact. He was sobbing now. Completely broken.*

"I know, John.. I-"

*It didn't really have any words that would be comforting, so it held its tongue. Cautiously, it opened all four of its arms, giving John a calm look as it blocked his view of the body using two of its tails.*

*It was obvious it was doing the best it could to make sure he was okay.*

*...The other Sinner?*

*...*

*Man FUCK that Sinner.*

*He pulled himself close to it, crying into its shoulder as every sob rattled his body aggressively. He couldn't bear to look at his own clothes, his own hands. It was evidence he was a damned person.*

She deserved more than me. She deserved more than this place. She deserves Genesis' loving embrace. I'll never get that.

*It froze in surprise, simply sitting there for a moment. However, it was quick to snap out of its trance. Wrapping its arms around John, it gently ran its hand along the side of his head.*

"John- John- Hey, look at me, Sunshine. I've killed hundreds upon thousands of Sinners before, but I still earned His forgiveness. What's stopping Him from forgiving you now? I've heard—and seen—worse."

It's not His forgiveness I'm worried about!

*He kept his face hidden, feeling worse by being held like this. He didn't deserve it, much less asked. He pushed himself away and stood up. He started pacing as his nails dug into his head.*

I will never see those gates! I'll never get out of this God awful place! I'll be stuck running and dying and I'll never be free of those Sins that claw at the back of my mind! That drove me here in the first place!

*Dozer abruptly wrapped one of its tails around John's waist, maneuvering him to look at it again as it carefully held his face in two of its hands, grabbing his wrists with the other two and placing his hands on the sides of its own face.*

"JOHN. Look at me. Don't utter a word, and just look at me, am I understood?"

*It waited a moment before slowly nodding, letting out a deep breath.*

"Okay. It does not matter. You've survived this long now—suffered, sure, but you've made it. Even if you think it was just because of the way you were perceived, it doesn't matter. You're here now, regardless of the circumstances, and you're here because of how much determination you've had. Sinners come back. They always do. Can you just.. think of everything that could happen because of this, good and bad?"

*John froze before he narrowed his eyes. He couldn't expect it to understand. It wouldn't understand using its bare hands against someone called a friend. Family.*

*He fought against its grip, needing to keep moving. He was more worried about harming it than being harmed. He was so worried about accidentally lashing out at it he didn't realize his robe caught against the ball of his foot. He stumbled back into the brick wall, the back of his head dragging against the brick as the rest of his body crumbled. A red streak was left from the initial hit then drag.*

*Its tails immediately flared up again as it rushed over to pick him up, snarling in irritation and sticking three middle fingers up at the sky while shouting out some curses in Latin.*

*Panting heavily, it glanced back down at the other Sinner, eyes fixated on her face mainly.*

"Damn. Actually did some damage."

*Its mind strayed ever so slightly, and it immediately shook its head with a disappointed expression.*

"Yeah, I need therapy."

*Swiftly reaching over her body, it grabbed her necklace and yanked it off of her neck, eyeing it carefully.*

*As it quickly swiped a finger through the blood and gave it a quick lick for good measure—yeah, still tasted good—it noticed something on the Sinner's wrist.*

*It was blue.*

*Tugging on her wrist, he noticed the small chip there, and without hesitating, ripped it out.*

*Finally getting rid of the body and sending it.. who knows where with a snap of its fingers, it entered another portal to its room, rummaging through its drawers to find the equipment it usually kept for John in case something like this happened.*

"Damn it, damn it, damn it.. Where is it?!"

*His wing twitched as he groaned in pain. He managed to sit up against the wall. He stared at the portal with unfocused eyes. His crying started up again.*

Dozer, where are you? Please, Dozer, I need you...

*It immediately perked up again, surprised he still wanted it around. Quickly grabbing a few bandages from the drawer, it crouched down next to him, gently holding his hand.*

"I'm here, Sunshine, I'm here.. You'll be just fine, okay? Lean on me if you have to."

*It gently pulled him a little closer, pulling and ripping the bandages so it could wrap them around John's head, humming a small tune that he had become familiar with over time, but still didn't know anything about it.*

*He squeezed its hand tightly. He swayed slightly from the loss of blood, but he managed to stay upright as it bandaged him up. He listened to its humming closely. His mind needed something to hold on to. And Dozer was perfect.*

*He sniffled and wiped his tears with his sleeve. Once Dozer finished up with his first-aid, he fell face first into its arms. He had tired himself out.*

*Dozer kept its grip on him steady, carefully placing him on their now shared bed, not caring if blood got on it. It crawled up with him and curled around him like a dragon circling its hoard.*

*It didn't plan on sleeping any time soon, to be completely honest. It didn't think it could, anyway. Gently resting its head on John's stomach, it managed to steady its breathing, glancing back at the drawer and staring at it.*

*He sighed, resting his hand on its head. He was pretty quiet considering what just happened to him. He still had an air of remorse around him, but it was more dim since he was barely awake.*

*He wrapped both of them in his wings in a protective gesture, tense from whatever was plaguing his mind.*

*It glanced back at John, pressing its cheek against his chest and staring at him expectantly.*

"..Sunshine?"

*It gently rested a hand on his cheek just in case, relishing how cool to the touch he was, whereas it was often so warm.*

Hm?

*He opened his eyes slightly to look downwards at it. He opened his wings and tucked them close to him, worried he did something to it.*

"Mm.. you just got quiet."

*It looked off to the side, its own mind swarming with unwanted memories and reminders. It was starting to pull out tufts of its fur now.*

"Just wanted to check up on you, I guess."

I want to check up on you too. How are you feeling?

*He used his wing to swat at Dozer's hand until it stopped pulling at its fur. He made a grabbing motion with his free hand for it to give him its hand.*

*It sighed heavily, lacing their fingers together but refusing to look at John.*

"I'm fine, John. I'm more worried about you after all of.. that."

*It was silent for... for too long. Its mind was still swarming with memories it didn't want to relive, but it was trying its best to ignore them. That's all it knew what to do, anyway.*

"...You should probably get some rest."

*He huffed and covered his eyes with his arm. He was worried about Dozer, considering everything he did. He thought he was the reason it was upset.*

Rest with me. You're stressed.

*It glanced back at him, wrestling with its mind. Finally, it spoke:*

"..Okay. Okay, yeah."

*It unraveled its curled form slightly, stretching like a cat as a few of its bones popped. Kneading at the material below it, it gently laid the upper half of its body on John (but mostly its head on his chest). Just to be cheeky, it barely stuck out its tongue at him—almost like a small mlem.*

*He chuckled and patted its head before he kissed its forehead. He stuck his tongue out in response with a smile. His wings covered the two of them again, more relaxed now.*

Go to bed, weirdo.

*It grumbled something under its breath, leaning into the kiss for a split second.*

"Yeah, yeah..."

*It nuzzled its face into John's chest, purring at the feeling, almost bringing a hand up to his chest as well.*

Good night then.

*He rolled his eyes, but relaxed under the comforting weight of his partner. He tried to ignore the pounding against his skull from the injury. He wasn't sure lying on his back would be great, but he didn't want to move it.*

(Warning for gore and Genesis slander)

I'm never being redeemed.

*A portal appears behind John, and Dozer walks through, its eyes still closed and smirk on its face.*

"Heh-eh. Hello, hello! Your oh-so-humble king is here!~ Please, hold your-"

*It cuts itself short as it steps in some blood, eyes flying open as it shrieks in disgust and shakes its leg to get the substance off.*

"Ew! Ew ew ew ew! Ugh, could you people at least be tidy when killing my Sinner-?!"

*It glances down, expecting John's dead body only to see someone else's, causing it to freeze.*

*Dozer abruptly let out an undignified squeak, jumping to the side as its tails flared up.*

"Are you out of your-?!"

"..John? You, uhm..."

*It wasn't too sure what to say. One of its knees was on the ground, and its lower right arm was resting on the other knee.*

*He relaxed when he realized it was Dozer, but he didn't move from his spot against the wall.*

*He sat on the ground and wrapped his arms tightly around his legs before his wings wrapped around him. ...He was trembling. Less panicked and more scared now.*

*He hadn't noticed he was crying yet.*

I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry, J̢͔͖͉̫̩̻̔a̷̸̴̙̬͍̪̗̝̤̪̹͓͍̘͗̀͊́̏͒ͣ͛n̷̨̥͍̬͈̠͈̥̻̗̣͚̺ͧ̓́̿̏̀̕̕e̒ͦ̇̈҉͙͓̳

*The name was foreign and unfamiliar to Dozer, which intrigued it, but it didn't dare to push on the subject now.*

"Hey, hey..."

*His wings spread open enough for it to see how much of a mess he was. He grabbed its blanket desperately, wanting it to notice his guilt. His regret.*

She has to know! She needs to know I didn't mean it! I wanted to help her! She deserved the pearly gates!

*His grip stayed tight, but he lowered his head to avoid eye contact. He was sobbing now. Completely broken.*

"I know, John.. I-"

*It was obvious it was doing the best it could to make sure he was okay.*

*...The other Sinner?*

*...*

*Man FUCK that Sinner.*

She deserved more than me. She deserved more than this place. She deserves Genesis' loving embrace. I'll never get that.

*It froze in surprise, simply sitting there for a moment. However, it was quick to snap out of its trance. Wrapping its arms around John, it gently ran its hand along the side of his head.*

It's not His forgiveness I'm worried about!

*He kept his face hidden, feeling worse by being held like this. He didn't deserve it, much less asked. He pushed himself away and stood up. He started pacing as his nails dug into his head.*

"JOHN. Look at me. Don't utter a word, and just look at me, am I understood?"

*It waited a moment before slowly nodding, letting out a deep breath.*

*John froze before he narrowed his eyes. He couldn't expect it to understand. It wouldn't understand using its bare hands against someone called a friend. Family.*

*Its tails immediately flared up again as it rushed over to pick him up, snarling in irritation and sticking three middle fingers up at the sky while shouting out some curses in Latin.*

*Panting heavily, it glanced back down at the other Sinner, eyes fixated on her face mainly.*

"Damn. Actually did some damage."

*Its mind strayed ever so slightly, and it immediately shook its head with a disappointed expression.*

"Yeah, I need therapy."

*Swiftly reaching over her body, it grabbed her necklace and yanked it off of her neck, eyeing it carefully.*

*As it quickly swiped a finger through the blood and gave it a quick lick for good measure—yeah, still tasted good—it noticed something on the Sinner's wrist.*

*It was blue.*

*Tugging on her wrist, he noticed the small chip there, and without hesitating, ripped it out.*

"Damn it, damn it, damn it.. Where is it?!"

*His wing twitched as he groaned in pain. He managed to sit up against the wall. He stared at the portal with unfocused eyes. His crying started up again.*

Dozer, where are you? Please, Dozer, I need you...

*It immediately perked up again, surprised he still wanted it around. Quickly grabbing a few bandages from the drawer, it crouched down next to him, gently holding his hand.*

"I'm here, Sunshine, I'm here.. You'll be just fine, okay? Lean on me if you have to."

*He sniffled and wiped his tears with his sleeve. Once Dozer finished up with his first-aid, he fell face first into its arms. He had tired himself out.*

*Dozer kept its grip on him steady, carefully placing him on their now shared bed, not caring if blood got on it. It crawled up with him and curled around him like a dragon circling its hoard.*

*He sighed, resting his hand on its head. He was pretty quiet considering what just happened to him. He still had an air of remorse around him, but it was more dim since he was barely awake.*

*He wrapped both of them in his wings in a protective gesture, tense from whatever was plaguing his mind.*

*It glanced back at John, pressing its cheek against his chest and staring at him expectantly.*

"..Sunshine?"

*It gently rested a hand on his cheek just in case, relishing how cool to the touch he was, whereas it was often so warm.*

Hm?

*He opened his eyes slightly to look downwards at it. He opened his wings and tucked them close to him, worried he did something to it.*

"Mm.. you just got quiet."

*It looked off to the side, its own mind swarming with unwanted memories and reminders. It was starting to pull out tufts of its fur now.*

"Just wanted to check up on you, I guess."

I want to check up on you too. How are you feeling?

*He used his wing to swat at Dozer's hand until it stopped pulling at its fur. He made a grabbing motion with his free hand for it to give him its hand.*

*It sighed heavily, lacing their fingers together but refusing to look at John.*

"I'm fine, John. I'm more worried about you after all of.. that."

*It was silent for... for too long. Its mind was still swarming with memories it didn't want to relive, but it was trying its best to ignore them. That's all it knew what to do, anyway.*

"...You should probably get some rest."

*He huffed and covered his eyes with his arm. He was worried about Dozer, considering everything he did. He thought he was the reason it was upset.*

Rest with me. You're stressed.

*It glanced back at him, wrestling with its mind. Finally, it spoke:*

"..Okay. Okay, yeah."

*He chuckled and patted its head before he kissed its forehead. He stuck his tongue out in response with a smile. His wings covered the two of them again, more relaxed now.*

Go to bed, weirdo.

(Warning for gore and Genesis slander)

I'm never being redeemed.

*A portal appears behind John, and Dozer walks through, its eyes still closed and smirk on its face.*

"Heh-eh. Hello, hello! Your oh-so-humble king is here!~ Please, hold your-"

*It cuts itself short as it steps in some blood, eyes flying open as it shrieks in disgust and shakes its leg to get the substance off.*

"Ew! Ew ew ew ew! Ugh, could you people at least be tidy when killing my Sinner-?!"

*It glances down, expecting John's dead body only to see someone else's, causing it to freeze.*

*Dozer abruptly let out an undignified squeak, jumping to the side as its tails flared up.*

"Are you out of your-?!"

"..John? You, uhm..."

*It wasn't too sure what to say. One of its knees was on the ground, and its lower right arm was resting on the other knee.*

*He relaxed when he realized it was Dozer, but he didn't move from his spot against the wall.*

*He sat on the ground and wrapped his arms tightly around his legs before his wings wrapped around him. ...He was trembling. Less panicked and more scared now.*

*He hadn't noticed he was crying yet.*

I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry, J̢͔͖͉̫̩̻̔a̷̸̴̙̬͍̪̗̝̤̪̹͓͍̘͗̀͊́̏͒ͣ͛n̷̨̥͍̬͈̠͈̥̻̗̣͚̺ͧ̓́̿̏̀̕̕e̒ͦ̇̈҉͙͓̳

*The name was foreign and unfamiliar to Dozer, which intrigued it, but it didn't dare to push on the subject now.*

"Hey, hey..."

*His wings spread open enough for it to see how much of a mess he was. He grabbed its blanket desperately, wanting it to notice his guilt. His regret.*

She has to know! She needs to know I didn't mean it! I wanted to help her! She deserved the pearly gates!

*His grip stayed tight, but he lowered his head to avoid eye contact. He was sobbing now. Completely broken.*

"I know, John.. I-"

*It was obvious it was doing the best it could to make sure he was okay.*

*...The other Sinner?*

*...*

*Man FUCK that Sinner.*

She deserved more than me. She deserved more than this place. She deserves Genesis' loving embrace. I'll never get that.

*It froze in surprise, simply sitting there for a moment. However, it was quick to snap out of its trance. Wrapping its arms around John, it gently ran its hand along the side of his head.*

It's not His forgiveness I'm worried about!

*He kept his face hidden, feeling worse by being held like this. He didn't deserve it, much less asked. He pushed himself away and stood up. He started pacing as his nails dug into his head.*

"JOHN. Look at me. Don't utter a word, and just look at me, am I understood?"

*It waited a moment before slowly nodding, letting out a deep breath.*

*John froze before he narrowed his eyes. He couldn't expect it to understand. It wouldn't understand using its bare hands against someone called a friend. Family.*

*Its tails immediately flared up again as it rushed over to pick him up, snarling in irritation and sticking three middle fingers up at the sky while shouting out some curses in Latin.*

*Panting heavily, it glanced back down at the other Sinner, eyes fixated on her face mainly.*

"Damn. Actually did some damage."

*Its mind strayed ever so slightly, and it immediately shook its head with a disappointed expression.*

"Yeah, I need therapy."

*Swiftly reaching over her body, it grabbed her necklace and yanked it off of her neck, eyeing it carefully.*

*As it quickly swiped a finger through the blood and gave it a quick lick for good measure—yeah, still tasted good—it noticed something on the Sinner's wrist.*

*It was blue.*

*Tugging on her wrist, he noticed the small chip there, and without hesitating, ripped it out.*

"Damn it, damn it, damn it.. Where is it?!"

*His wing twitched as he groaned in pain. He managed to sit up against the wall. He stared at the portal with unfocused eyes. His crying started up again.*

Dozer, where are you? Please, Dozer, I need you...

*It immediately perked up again, surprised he still wanted it around. Quickly grabbing a few bandages from the drawer, it crouched down next to him, gently holding his hand.*

"I'm here, Sunshine, I'm here.. You'll be just fine, okay? Lean on me if you have to."

*He sniffled and wiped his tears with his sleeve. Once Dozer finished up with his first-aid, he fell face first into its arms. He had tired himself out.*

*Dozer kept its grip on him steady, carefully placing him on their now shared bed, not caring if blood got on it. It crawled up with him and curled around him like a dragon circling its hoard.*

*He sighed, resting his hand on its head. He was pretty quiet considering what just happened to him. He still had an air of remorse around him, but it was more dim since he was barely awake.*

*He wrapped both of them in his wings in a protective gesture, tense from whatever was plaguing his mind.*

*It glanced back at John, pressing its cheek against his chest and staring at him expectantly.*

"..Sunshine?"

*It gently rested a hand on his cheek just in case, relishing how cool to the touch he was, whereas it was often so warm.*

Hm?

*He opened his eyes slightly to look downwards at it. He opened his wings and tucked them close to him, worried he did something to it.*

"Mm.. you just got quiet."

*It looked off to the side, its own mind swarming with unwanted memories and reminders. It was starting to pull out tufts of its fur now.*

"Just wanted to check up on you, I guess."

I want to check up on you too. How are you feeling?

*He used his wing to swat at Dozer's hand until it stopped pulling at its fur. He made a grabbing motion with his free hand for it to give him its hand.*

*It sighed heavily, lacing their fingers together but refusing to look at John.*

"I'm fine, John. I'm more worried about you after all of.. that."

*It was silent for... for too long. Its mind was still swarming with memories it didn't want to relive, but it was trying its best to ignore them. That's all it knew what to do, anyway.*

"...You should probably get some rest."

*He huffed and covered his eyes with his arm. He was worried about Dozer, considering everything he did. He thought he was the reason it was upset.*

Rest with me. You're stressed.

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(Warning for gore and Genesis slander)

I'm never being redeemed.

*A portal appears behind John, and Dozer walks through, its eyes still closed and smirk on its face.*

"Heh-eh. Hello, hello! Your oh-so-humble king is here!~ Please, hold your-"

*It cuts itself short as it steps in some blood, eyes flying open as it shrieks in disgust and shakes its leg to get the substance off.*

"Ew! Ew ew ew ew! Ugh, could you people at least be tidy when killing my Sinner-?!"

*It glances down, expecting John's dead body only to see someone else's, causing it to freeze.*

*Dozer abruptly let out an undignified squeak, jumping to the side as its tails flared up.*

"Are you out of your-?!"

"..John? You, uhm..."

*It wasn't too sure what to say. One of its knees was on the ground, and its lower right arm was resting on the other knee.*

*He relaxed when he realized it was Dozer, but he didn't move from his spot against the wall.*

*He sat on the ground and wrapped his arms tightly around his legs before his wings wrapped around him. ...He was trembling. Less panicked and more scared now.*

*He hadn't noticed he was crying yet.*

I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry, J̢͔͖͉̫̩̻̔a̷̸̴̙̬͍̪̗̝̤̪̹͓͍̘͗̀͊́̏͒ͣ͛n̷̨̥͍̬͈̠͈̥̻̗̣͚̺ͧ̓́̿̏̀̕̕e̒ͦ̇̈҉͙͓̳

*The name was foreign and unfamiliar to Dozer, which intrigued it, but it didn't dare to push on the subject now.*

"Hey, hey..."

*His wings spread open enough for it to see how much of a mess he was. He grabbed its blanket desperately, wanting it to notice his guilt. His regret.*

She has to know! She needs to know I didn't mean it! I wanted to help her! She deserved the pearly gates!

*His grip stayed tight, but he lowered his head to avoid eye contact. He was sobbing now. Completely broken.*

"I know, John.. I-"

*It was obvious it was doing the best it could to make sure he was okay.*

*...The other Sinner?*

*...*

*Man FUCK that Sinner.*

She deserved more than me. She deserved more than this place. She deserves Genesis' loving embrace. I'll never get that.

*It froze in surprise, simply sitting there for a moment. However, it was quick to snap out of its trance. Wrapping its arms around John, it gently ran its hand along the side of his head.*

It's not His forgiveness I'm worried about!

*He kept his face hidden, feeling worse by being held like this. He didn't deserve it, much less asked. He pushed himself away and stood up. He started pacing as his nails dug into his head.*

"JOHN. Look at me. Don't utter a word, and just look at me, am I understood?"

*It waited a moment before slowly nodding, letting out a deep breath.*

*John froze before he narrowed his eyes. He couldn't expect it to understand. It wouldn't understand using its bare hands against someone called a friend. Family.*

*Its tails immediately flared up again as it rushed over to pick him up, snarling in irritation and sticking three middle fingers up at the sky while shouting out some curses in Latin.*

*Panting heavily, it glanced back down at the other Sinner, eyes fixated on her face mainly.*

"Damn. Actually did some damage."

*Its mind strayed ever so slightly, and it immediately shook its head with a disappointed expression.*

"Yeah, I need therapy."

*Swiftly reaching over her body, it grabbed her necklace and yanked it off of her neck, eyeing it carefully.*

*As it quickly swiped a finger through the blood and gave it a quick lick for good measure—yeah, still tasted good—it noticed something on the Sinner's wrist.*

*It was blue.*

*Tugging on her wrist, he noticed the small chip there, and without hesitating, ripped it out.*

"Damn it, damn it, damn it.. Where is it?!"

*His wing twitched as he groaned in pain. He managed to sit up against the wall. He stared at the portal with unfocused eyes. His crying started up again.*

Dozer, where are you? Please, Dozer, I need you...

*It immediately perked up again, surprised he still wanted it around. Quickly grabbing a few bandages from the drawer, it crouched down next to him, gently holding his hand.*

"I'm here, Sunshine, I'm here.. You'll be just fine, okay? Lean on me if you have to."

*He sniffled and wiped his tears with his sleeve. Once Dozer finished up with his first-aid, he fell face first into its arms. He had tired himself out.*

*Dozer kept its grip on him steady, carefully placing him on their now shared bed, not caring if blood got on it. It crawled up with him and curled around him like a dragon circling its hoard.*

*He sighed, resting his hand on its head. He was pretty quiet considering what just happened to him. He still had an air of remorse around him, but it was more dim since he was barely awake.*

*He wrapped both of them in his wings in a protective gesture, tense from whatever was plaguing his mind.*

*It glanced back at John, pressing its cheek against his chest and staring at him expectantly.*

"..Sunshine?"

*It gently rested a hand on his cheek just in case, relishing how cool to the touch he was, whereas it was often so warm.*

Hm?

*He opened his eyes slightly to look downwards at it. He opened his wings and tucked them close to him, worried he did something to it.*

"Mm.. you just got quiet."

*It looked off to the side, its own mind swarming with unwanted memories and reminders. It was starting to pull out tufts of its fur now.*

"Just wanted to check up on you, I guess."

I want to check up on you too. How are you feeling?

*He used his wing to swat at Dozer's hand until it stopped pulling at its fur. He made a grabbing motion with his free hand for it to give him its hand.*

(Warning for gore and Genesis slander)

I'm never being redeemed.

*A portal appears behind John, and Dozer walks through, its eyes still closed and smirk on its face.*

"Heh-eh. Hello, hello! Your oh-so-humble king is here!~ Please, hold your-"

*It cuts itself short as it steps in some blood, eyes flying open as it shrieks in disgust and shakes its leg to get the substance off.*

"Ew! Ew ew ew ew! Ugh, could you people at least be tidy when killing my Sinner-?!"

*It glances down, expecting John's dead body only to see someone else's, causing it to freeze.*

*Dozer abruptly let out an undignified squeak, jumping to the side as its tails flared up.*

"Are you out of your-?!"

"..John? You, uhm..."

*It wasn't too sure what to say. One of its knees was on the ground, and its lower right arm was resting on the other knee.*

*He relaxed when he realized it was Dozer, but he didn't move from his spot against the wall.*

*He sat on the ground and wrapped his arms tightly around his legs before his wings wrapped around him. ...He was trembling. Less panicked and more scared now.*

*He hadn't noticed he was crying yet.*

I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry, J̢͔͖͉̫̩̻̔a̷̸̴̙̬͍̪̗̝̤̪̹͓͍̘͗̀͊́̏͒ͣ͛n̷̨̥͍̬͈̠͈̥̻̗̣͚̺ͧ̓́̿̏̀̕̕e̒ͦ̇̈҉͙͓̳

*The name was foreign and unfamiliar to Dozer, which intrigued it, but it didn't dare to push on the subject now.*

"Hey, hey..."

*His wings spread open enough for it to see how much of a mess he was. He grabbed its blanket desperately, wanting it to notice his guilt. His regret.*

She has to know! She needs to know I didn't mean it! I wanted to help her! She deserved the pearly gates!

*His grip stayed tight, but he lowered his head to avoid eye contact. He was sobbing now. Completely broken.*

"I know, John.. I-"

*It was obvious it was doing the best it could to make sure he was okay.*

*...The other Sinner?*

*...*

*Man FUCK that Sinner.*

She deserved more than me. She deserved more than this place. She deserves Genesis' loving embrace. I'll never get that.

*It froze in surprise, simply sitting there for a moment. However, it was quick to snap out of its trance. Wrapping its arms around John, it gently ran its hand along the side of his head.*

It's not His forgiveness I'm worried about!

*He kept his face hidden, feeling worse by being held like this. He didn't deserve it, much less asked. He pushed himself away and stood up. He started pacing as his nails dug into his head.*

"JOHN. Look at me. Don't utter a word, and just look at me, am I understood?"

*It waited a moment before slowly nodding, letting out a deep breath.*

*John froze before he narrowed his eyes. He couldn't expect it to understand. It wouldn't understand using its bare hands against someone called a friend. Family.*

*Its tails immediately flared up again as it rushed over to pick him up, snarling in irritation and sticking three middle fingers up at the sky while shouting out some curses in Latin.*

*Panting heavily, it glanced back down at the other Sinner, eyes fixated on her face mainly.*

"Damn. Actually did some damage."

*Its mind strayed ever so slightly, and it immediately shook its head with a disappointed expression.*

"Yeah, I need therapy."

*Swiftly reaching over her body, it grabbed her necklace and yanked it off of her neck, eyeing it carefully.*

*As it quickly swiped a finger through the blood and gave it a quick lick for good measure—yeah, still tasted good—it noticed something on the Sinner's wrist.*

*It was blue.*

*Tugging on her wrist, he noticed the small chip there, and without hesitating, ripped it out.*

"Damn it, damn it, damn it.. Where is it?!"

*His wing twitched as he groaned in pain. He managed to sit up against the wall. He stared at the portal with unfocused eyes. His crying started up again.*

Dozer, where are you? Please, Dozer, I need you...

*It immediately perked up again, surprised he still wanted it around. Quickly grabbing a few bandages from the drawer, it crouched down next to him, gently holding his hand.*

"I'm here, Sunshine, I'm here.. You'll be just fine, okay? Lean on me if you have to."

*He sniffled and wiped his tears with his sleeve. Once Dozer finished up with his first-aid, he fell face first into its arms. He had tired himself out.*

*Dozer kept its grip on him steady, carefully placing him on their now shared bed, not caring if blood got on it. It crawled up with him and curled around him like a dragon circling its hoard.*

*He sighed, resting his hand on its head. He was pretty quiet considering what just happened to him. He still had an air of remorse around him, but it was more dim since he was barely awake.*

*He wrapped both of them in his wings in a protective gesture, tense from whatever was plaguing his mind.*

*It glanced back at John, pressing its cheek against his chest and staring at him expectantly.*

"..Sunshine?"

*It gently rested a hand on his cheek just in case, relishing how cool to the touch he was, whereas it was often so warm.*

Hm?

*He opened his eyes slightly to look downwards at it. He opened his wings and tucked them close to him, worried he did something to it.*

(Warning for gore and Genesis slander)

I'm never being redeemed.

*A portal appears behind John, and Dozer walks through, its eyes still closed and smirk on its face.*

"Heh-eh. Hello, hello! Your oh-so-humble king is here!~ Please, hold your-"

*It cuts itself short as it steps in some blood, eyes flying open as it shrieks in disgust and shakes its leg to get the substance off.*

"Ew! Ew ew ew ew! Ugh, could you people at least be tidy when killing my Sinner-?!"

*It glances down, expecting John's dead body only to see someone else's, causing it to freeze.*

*Dozer abruptly let out an undignified squeak, jumping to the side as its tails flared up.*

"Are you out of your-?!"

"..John? You, uhm..."

*It wasn't too sure what to say. One of its knees was on the ground, and its lower right arm was resting on the other knee.*

*He relaxed when he realized it was Dozer, but he didn't move from his spot against the wall.*

*He sat on the ground and wrapped his arms tightly around his legs before his wings wrapped around him. ...He was trembling. Less panicked and more scared now.*

*He hadn't noticed he was crying yet.*

I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry, J̢͔͖͉̫̩̻̔a̷̸̴̙̬͍̪̗̝̤̪̹͓͍̘͗̀͊́̏͒ͣ͛n̷̨̥͍̬͈̠͈̥̻̗̣͚̺ͧ̓́̿̏̀̕̕e̒ͦ̇̈҉͙͓̳

*The name was foreign and unfamiliar to Dozer, which intrigued it, but it didn't dare to push on the subject now.*

"Hey, hey..."

*His wings spread open enough for it to see how much of a mess he was. He grabbed its blanket desperately, wanting it to notice his guilt. His regret.*

She has to know! She needs to know I didn't mean it! I wanted to help her! She deserved the pearly gates!

*His grip stayed tight, but he lowered his head to avoid eye contact. He was sobbing now. Completely broken.*

"I know, John.. I-"

*It was obvious it was doing the best it could to make sure he was okay.*

*...The other Sinner?*

*...*

*Man FUCK that Sinner.*

She deserved more than me. She deserved more than this place. She deserves Genesis' loving embrace. I'll never get that.

*It froze in surprise, simply sitting there for a moment. However, it was quick to snap out of its trance. Wrapping its arms around John, it gently ran its hand along the side of his head.*

It's not His forgiveness I'm worried about!

*He kept his face hidden, feeling worse by being held like this. He didn't deserve it, much less asked. He pushed himself away and stood up. He started pacing as his nails dug into his head.*

"JOHN. Look at me. Don't utter a word, and just look at me, am I understood?"

*It waited a moment before slowly nodding, letting out a deep breath.*

*John froze before he narrowed his eyes. He couldn't expect it to understand. It wouldn't understand using its bare hands against someone called a friend. Family.*

*Its tails immediately flared up again as it rushed over to pick him up, snarling in irritation and sticking three middle fingers up at the sky while shouting out some curses in Latin.*

*Panting heavily, it glanced back down at the other Sinner, eyes fixated on her face mainly.*

"Damn. Actually did some damage."

*Its mind strayed ever so slightly, and it immediately shook its head with a disappointed expression.*

"Yeah, I need therapy."

*Swiftly reaching over her body, it grabbed her necklace and yanked it off of her neck, eyeing it carefully.*

*As it quickly swiped a finger through the blood and gave it a quick lick for good measure—yeah, still tasted good—it noticed something on the Sinner's wrist.*

*It was blue.*

*Tugging on her wrist, he noticed the small chip there, and without hesitating, ripped it out.*

"Damn it, damn it, damn it.. Where is it?!"

*His wing twitched as he groaned in pain. He managed to sit up against the wall. He stared at the portal with unfocused eyes. His crying started up again.*

Dozer, where are you? Please, Dozer, I need you...

*It immediately perked up again, surprised he still wanted it around. Quickly grabbing a few bandages from the drawer, it crouched down next to him, gently holding his hand.*

"I'm here, Sunshine, I'm here.. You'll be just fine, okay? Lean on me if you have to."

*He sniffled and wiped his tears with his sleeve. Once Dozer finished up with his first-aid, he fell face first into its arms. He had tired himself out.*

*Dozer kept its grip on him steady, carefully placing him on their now shared bed, not caring if blood got on it. It crawled up with him and curled around him like a dragon circling its hoard.*

*He sighed, resting his hand on its head. He was pretty quiet considering what just happened to him. He still had an air of remorse around him, but it was more dim since he was barely awake.*

*He wrapped both of them in his wings in a protective gesture, tense from whatever was plaguing his mind.*

(Warning for gore and Genesis slander)

I'm never being redeemed.

*...A low, thin layer of black smoke is beginning to form on the ground. Its warm, and difficult to see through.

As the layer grows you smell something INCREDIBLY sweet.

...Fruit.*

*He noticed the smoke first. He inhaled it deeply before he covered his nose and mouth with his head wing. He looked around for the source of the smoke.*

Who's there?

*Moments after you inhaled, your head started feeling.... wrong. You start to feel a little sluggish.

As you turned, you pricked your foot on something-

a bright red vine, covered in thorns. A few of them were growing, sprouting from the corpse, wrapping around its limbs, piercing the flesh with ease.

The smoke grew thicker. It shined an iridescent red as it swirled.

You heard distant humming, ringing through the halls.*

*He pulled himself away from the body, his arm up as if he was trying to block something. He tried to push himself off the ground, but his vision swam when he pushed too hard, so he decided it would be better to stay low.*

*He covered his face, trying to not breath in the smoke but failing miserably. It sickened him how strong the smell was.*

I hear you. Show yourself or leave me alone.

" What a surprise. "

*Sins voice echoes from behind you. Everything is dead silent. The smoke swirls around you.*

" You didn't strike me as the wrathful type. "

It wasn't wrath! It was-

*John turned to the voice, his anger very much noticeable. He attempted to stand again, but fell to his knees instead.*

You don't know anything!

*They chuckled. The only thing visible through the thick smoke was their eye right above you.*

" Is that so?

Excuses, excuses... you really will do anything but accept your nature. "

*You cant breathe. You cant even see. Theres too much smoke.*

This isn't-!

*He coughed as he grabbed his throat. Tears pricked at his already clouded vision. Every breath was more smoke entering his lungs. He couldn't escape it if he tried.*

*Your mouth tasted sweet, but unmistakeably bloody.*

" What does it even see in you....

I would introduce myself, but I would hope I need no introduction.

Do you know who I am, sinner? "

*John gagged from the sugary taste, coughing blood onto the concrete. He groped around before he realized he left the brick next to the body, which was now covered in thorny vines. He could barely look up without a pained expression twisted on his face.*

Sin. Pleasure to meet you.

" I could say the same. "

*One of the vines curls up to your wrist and tugs at you- and you crumble to the ground almost instantly.

The more smoke you inhale, the fuzzier your head gets. Maybe... maybe they deserved it. Maybe you deserve this. Maybe this is better.*

" Just. Breathe. "

*John felt paralyzed. He laid on the ground, struggling to stay conscious. He hardly noticed nor could care about Sin watching him. He just needed to fight it.*

*But he couldn’t. He finally went limp as his eyes closed and his head rested against the cold floor.*

*...You're dreaming.

You're falling , down , down , down , the air gets hotter and hotter and hotter.

You hit the ground after what feels like hours.

Grass.

Bright red grass.

Everything around you is an oversaturated red, white, and black.

...

Its just a dream.

But the smell of blood and ashes in the air is sickening.*

*The eyesore of a view caused him to wince. The smell was suffocating. The heat was overbearing. Everything about this place felt like it was hostile to everything humane. It was easy to fall, and fall he did.*

*He jolted awake, immediately coughing to get the smell out of his lungs. He remembered what happened before he lost consciousness and was on alert as he looked around the space.*

*...Sin was gone. So was the corpse.

The room was still full of smoke, but not nearly as much.*

*He managed to push himself off the ground and actually stand for the first time in what felt like ages. His legs were sore, but they were okay enough to stand with. He rubbed his temple as he stared at the spot the body used to be.*

Sin paying me a visit has to be an omen of some kind, but leave me unconscious here? Must be a sick joke.

*He picked up the brick now stained with blood and angrily threw it at a wall. It barely did anything, but it was good to get his rage out. He thought about the dream it gave him, wondering what it could mean.*

*You step on something- a note. A folded, black piece of paper lies on the ground.

...*

*He picked up the note. He was ready to rip it up out of pure spite after everything that happened.*

*But he instead opened it and read it.*

*It was written in a vibrant red ink.*

" You're only still up here because you're useful to me.

I'm watching you, sinner. "

*...It was signed with an odd symbol.*

Useful. How nice.

*He crumpled up the note and tossed it behind him, ready to move on from this area already. The smell of blood was already fermenting.*

(Warning for gore and Genesis slander)

I'm never being redeemed.

*...A low, thin layer of black smoke is beginning to form on the ground. Its warm, and difficult to see through.

As the layer grows you smell something INCREDIBLY sweet.

...Fruit.*

*He noticed the smoke first. He inhaled it deeply before he covered his nose and mouth with his head wing. He looked around for the source of the smoke.*

Who's there?

*Moments after you inhaled, your head started feeling.... wrong. You start to feel a little sluggish.

As you turned, you pricked your foot on something-

a bright red vine, covered in thorns. A few of them were growing, sprouting from the corpse, wrapping around its limbs, piercing the flesh with ease.

The smoke grew thicker. It shined an iridescent red as it swirled.

You heard distant humming, ringing through the halls.*

*He covered his face, trying to not breath in the smoke but failing miserably. It sickened him how strong the smell was.*

I hear you. Show yourself or leave me alone.

" What a surprise. "

*Sins voice echoes from behind you. Everything is dead silent. The smoke swirls around you.*

" You didn't strike me as the wrathful type. "

It wasn't wrath! It was-

*John turned to the voice, his anger very much noticeable. He attempted to stand again, but fell to his knees instead.*

You don't know anything!

*They chuckled. The only thing visible through the thick smoke was their eye right above you.*

" Is that so?

Excuses, excuses... you really will do anything but accept your nature. "

*You cant breathe. You cant even see. Theres too much smoke.*

This isn't-!

*He coughed as he grabbed his throat. Tears pricked at his already clouded vision. Every breath was more smoke entering his lungs. He couldn't escape it if he tried.*

*Your mouth tasted sweet, but unmistakeably bloody.*

" What does it even see in you....

I would introduce myself, but I would hope I need no introduction.

Do you know who I am, sinner? "

Sin. Pleasure to meet you.

" I could say the same. "

*One of the vines curls up to your wrist and tugs at you- and you crumble to the ground almost instantly.

The more smoke you inhale, the fuzzier your head gets. Maybe... maybe they deserved it. Maybe you deserve this. Maybe this is better.*

" Just. Breathe. "

*John felt paralyzed. He laid on the ground, struggling to stay conscious. He hardly noticed nor could care about Sin watching him. He just needed to fight it.*

*But he couldn’t. He finally went limp as his eyes closed and his head rested against the cold floor.*

*...You're dreaming.

You're falling , down , down , down , the air gets hotter and hotter and hotter.

You hit the ground after what feels like hours.

Grass.

Bright red grass.

Everything around you is an oversaturated red, white, and black.

...

Its just a dream.

But the smell of blood and ashes in the air is sickening.*

*He jolted awake, immediately coughing to get the smell out of his lungs. He remembered what happened before he lost consciousness and was on alert as he looked around the space.*

*...Sin was gone. So was the corpse.

The room was still full of smoke, but not nearly as much.*

Sin paying me a visit has to be an omen of some kind, but leave me unconscious here? Must be a sick joke.

*You step on something- a note. A folded, black piece of paper lies on the ground.

...*

*He picked up the note. He was ready to rip it up out of pure spite after everything that happened.*

*But he instead opened it and read it.*

(Warning for gore and Genesis slander)

I'm never being redeemed.

*...A low, thin layer of black smoke is beginning to form on the ground. Its warm, and difficult to see through.

As the layer grows you smell something INCREDIBLY sweet.

...Fruit.*

*He noticed the smoke first. He inhaled it deeply before he covered his nose and mouth with his head wing. He looked around for the source of the smoke.*

Who's there?

*Moments after you inhaled, your head started feeling.... wrong. You start to feel a little sluggish.

As you turned, you pricked your foot on something-

a bright red vine, covered in thorns. A few of them were growing, sprouting from the corpse, wrapping around its limbs, piercing the flesh with ease.

The smoke grew thicker. It shined an iridescent red as it swirled.

You heard distant humming, ringing through the halls.*

*He covered his face, trying to not breath in the smoke but failing miserably. It sickened him how strong the smell was.*

I hear you. Show yourself or leave me alone.

" What a surprise. "

*Sins voice echoes from behind you. Everything is dead silent. The smoke swirls around you.*

" You didn't strike me as the wrathful type. "

It wasn't wrath! It was-

*John turned to the voice, his anger very much noticeable. He attempted to stand again, but fell to his knees instead.*

You don't know anything!

*They chuckled. The only thing visible through the thick smoke was their eye right above you.*

" Is that so?

Excuses, excuses... you really will do anything but accept your nature. "

*You cant breathe. You cant even see. Theres too much smoke.*

This isn't-!

*He coughed as he grabbed his throat. Tears pricked at his already clouded vision. Every breath was more smoke entering his lungs. He couldn't escape it if he tried.*

*Your mouth tasted sweet, but unmistakeably bloody.*

" What does it even see in you....

I would introduce myself, but I would hope I need no introduction.

Do you know who I am, sinner? "

Sin. Pleasure to meet you.

" I could say the same. "

*One of the vines curls up to your wrist and tugs at you- and you crumble to the ground almost instantly.

The more smoke you inhale, the fuzzier your head gets. Maybe... maybe they deserved it. Maybe you deserve this. Maybe this is better.*

" Just. Breathe. "

*John felt paralyzed. He laid on the ground, struggling to stay conscious. He hardly noticed nor could care about Sin watching him. He just needed to fight it.*

*But he couldn’t. He finally went limp as his eyes closed and his head rested against the cold floor.*

*...You're dreaming.

You're falling , down , down , down , the air gets hotter and hotter and hotter.

You hit the ground after what feels like hours.

Grass.

Bright red grass.

Everything around you is an oversaturated red, white, and black.

...

Its just a dream.

But the smell of blood and ashes in the air is sickening.*

*He jolted awake, immediately coughing to get the smell out of his lungs. He remembered what happened before he lost consciousness and was on alert as he looked around the space.*

*...Sin was gone. So was the corpse.

The room was still full of smoke, but not nearly as much.*

Sin paying me a visit has to be an omen of some kind, but leave me unconscious here? Must be a sick joke.

(Warning for gore and Genesis slander)

I'm never being redeemed.

*...A low, thin layer of black smoke is beginning to form on the ground. Its warm, and difficult to see through.

As the layer grows you smell something INCREDIBLY sweet.

...Fruit.*

*He noticed the smoke first. He inhaled it deeply before he covered his nose and mouth with his head wing. He looked around for the source of the smoke.*

Who's there?

*Moments after you inhaled, your head started feeling.... wrong. You start to feel a little sluggish.

As you turned, you pricked your foot on something-

a bright red vine, covered in thorns. A few of them were growing, sprouting from the corpse, wrapping around its limbs, piercing the flesh with ease.

The smoke grew thicker. It shined an iridescent red as it swirled.

You heard distant humming, ringing through the halls.*

*He covered his face, trying to not breath in the smoke but failing miserably. It sickened him how strong the smell was.*

I hear you. Show yourself or leave me alone.

" What a surprise. "

*Sins voice echoes from behind you. Everything is dead silent. The smoke swirls around you.*

" You didn't strike me as the wrathful type. "

It wasn't wrath! It was-

*John turned to the voice, his anger very much noticeable. He attempted to stand again, but fell to his knees instead.*

You don't know anything!

*They chuckled. The only thing visible through the thick smoke was their eye right above you.*

" Is that so?

Excuses, excuses... you really will do anything but accept your nature. "

*You cant breathe. You cant even see. Theres too much smoke.*

This isn't-!

*He coughed as he grabbed his throat. Tears pricked at his already clouded vision. Every breath was more smoke entering his lungs. He couldn't escape it if he tried.*

*Your mouth tasted sweet, but unmistakeably bloody.*

" What does it even see in you....

I would introduce myself, but I would hope I need no introduction.

Do you know who I am, sinner? "

Sin. Pleasure to meet you.

" I could say the same. "

*One of the vines curls up to your wrist and tugs at you- and you crumble to the ground almost instantly.

The more smoke you inhale, the fuzzier your head gets. Maybe... maybe they deserved it. Maybe you deserve this. Maybe this is better.*

" Just. Breathe. "

*John felt paralyzed. He laid on the ground, struggling to stay conscious. He hardly noticed nor could care about Sin watching him. He just needed to fight it.*

*But he couldn’t. He finally went limp as his eyes closed and his head rested against the cold floor.*

*...You're dreaming.

You're falling , down , down , down , the air gets hotter and hotter and hotter.

You hit the ground after what feels like hours.

Grass.

Bright red grass.

Everything around you is an oversaturated red, white, and black.

...

Its just a dream.

But the smell of blood and ashes in the air is sickening.*

*He jolted awake, immediately coughing to get the smell out of his lungs. He remembered what happened before he lost consciousness and was on alert as he looked around the space.*

(Warning for gore and Genesis slander)

I'm never being redeemed.

*A portal appears behind John, and Dozer walks through, its eyes still closed and smirk on its face.*

"Heh-eh. Hello, hello! Your oh-so-humble king is here!~ Please, hold your-"

*It cuts itself short as it steps in some blood, eyes flying open as it shrieks in disgust and shakes its leg to get the substance off.*

"Ew! Ew ew ew ew! Ugh, could you people at least be tidy when killing my Sinner-?!"

*It glances down, expecting John's dead body only to see someone else's, causing it to freeze.*

*Dozer abruptly let out an undignified squeak, jumping to the side as its tails flared up.*

"Are you out of your-?!"

"..John? You, uhm..."

*It wasn't too sure what to say. One of its knees was on the ground, and its lower right arm was resting on the other knee.*

*He relaxed when he realized it was Dozer, but he didn't move from his spot against the wall.*

*He sat on the ground and wrapped his arms tightly around his legs before his wings wrapped around him. ...He was trembling. Less panicked and more scared now.*

*He hadn't noticed he was crying yet.*

I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry, J̢͔͖͉̫̩̻̔a̷̸̴̙̬͍̪̗̝̤̪̹͓͍̘͗̀͊́̏͒ͣ͛n̷̨̥͍̬͈̠͈̥̻̗̣͚̺ͧ̓́̿̏̀̕̕e̒ͦ̇̈҉͙͓̳

*The name was foreign and unfamiliar to Dozer, which intrigued it, but it didn't dare to push on the subject now.*

"Hey, hey..."

*His wings spread open enough for it to see how much of a mess he was. He grabbed its blanket desperately, wanting it to notice his guilt. His regret.*

She has to know! She needs to know I didn't mean it! I wanted to help her! She deserved the pearly gates!

*His grip stayed tight, but he lowered his head to avoid eye contact. He was sobbing now. Completely broken.*

"I know, John.. I-"

*It was obvious it was doing the best it could to make sure he was okay.*

*...The other Sinner?*

*...*

*Man FUCK that Sinner.*

She deserved more than me. She deserved more than this place. She deserves Genesis' loving embrace. I'll never get that.

*It froze in surprise, simply sitting there for a moment. However, it was quick to snap out of its trance. Wrapping its arms around John, it gently ran its hand along the side of his head.*

It's not His forgiveness I'm worried about!

*He kept his face hidden, feeling worse by being held like this. He didn't deserve it, much less asked. He pushed himself away and stood up. He started pacing as his nails dug into his head.*

"JOHN. Look at me. Don't utter a word, and just look at me, am I understood?"

*It waited a moment before slowly nodding, letting out a deep breath.*

*John froze before he narrowed his eyes. He couldn't expect it to understand. It wouldn't understand using its bare hands against someone called a friend. Family.*

*Its tails immediately flared up again as it rushed over to pick him up, snarling in irritation and sticking three middle fingers up at the sky while shouting out some curses in Latin.*

*Panting heavily, it glanced back down at the other Sinner, eyes fixated on her face mainly.*

"Damn. Actually did some damage."

*Its mind strayed ever so slightly, and it immediately shook its head with a disappointed expression.*

"Yeah, I need therapy."

*Swiftly reaching over her body, it grabbed her necklace and yanked it off of her neck, eyeing it carefully.*

*As it quickly swiped a finger through the blood and gave it a quick lick for good measure—yeah, still tasted good—it noticed something on the Sinner's wrist.*

*It was blue.*

*Tugging on her wrist, he noticed the small chip there, and without hesitating, ripped it out.*

"Damn it, damn it, damn it.. Where is it?!"

*His wing twitched as he groaned in pain. He managed to sit up against the wall. He stared at the portal with unfocused eyes. His crying started up again.*

Dozer, where are you? Please, Dozer, I need you...

*It immediately perked up again, surprised he still wanted it around. Quickly grabbing a few bandages from the drawer, it crouched down next to him, gently holding his hand.*

"I'm here, Sunshine, I'm here.. You'll be just fine, okay? Lean on me if you have to."

*He sniffled and wiped his tears with his sleeve. Once Dozer finished up with his first-aid, he fell face first into its arms. He had tired himself out.*

(Warning for gore and Genesis slander)

I'm never being redeemed.

*...A low, thin layer of black smoke is beginning to form on the ground. Its warm, and difficult to see through.

As the layer grows you smell something INCREDIBLY sweet.

...Fruit.*

*He noticed the smoke first. He inhaled it deeply before he covered his nose and mouth with his head wing. He looked around for the source of the smoke.*

Who's there?

*Moments after you inhaled, your head started feeling.... wrong. You start to feel a little sluggish.

As you turned, you pricked your foot on something-

a bright red vine, covered in thorns. A few of them were growing, sprouting from the corpse, wrapping around its limbs, piercing the flesh with ease.

The smoke grew thicker. It shined an iridescent red as it swirled.

You heard distant humming, ringing through the halls.*

*He covered his face, trying to not breath in the smoke but failing miserably. It sickened him how strong the smell was.*

I hear you. Show yourself or leave me alone.

" What a surprise. "

*Sins voice echoes from behind you. Everything is dead silent. The smoke swirls around you.*

" You didn't strike me as the wrathful type. "

It wasn't wrath! It was-

*John turned to the voice, his anger very much noticeable. He attempted to stand again, but fell to his knees instead.*

You don't know anything!

*They chuckled. The only thing visible through the thick smoke was their eye right above you.*

" Is that so?

Excuses, excuses... you really will do anything but accept your nature. "

*You cant breathe. You cant even see. Theres too much smoke.*

This isn't-!

*He coughed as he grabbed his throat. Tears pricked at his already clouded vision. Every breath was more smoke entering his lungs. He couldn't escape it if he tried.*

*Your mouth tasted sweet, but unmistakeably bloody.*

" What does it even see in you....

I would introduce myself, but I would hope I need no introduction.

Do you know who I am, sinner? "

Sin. Pleasure to meet you.

" I could say the same. "

*One of the vines curls up to your wrist and tugs at you- and you crumble to the ground almost instantly.

The more smoke you inhale, the fuzzier your head gets. Maybe... maybe they deserved it. Maybe you deserve this. Maybe this is better.*

" Just. Breathe. "

*John felt paralyzed. He laid on the ground, struggling to stay conscious. He hardly noticed nor could care about Sin watching him. He just needed to fight it.*

*But he couldn’t. He finally went limp as his eyes closed and his head rested against the cold floor.*

(Warning for gore and Genesis slander)

I'm never being redeemed.

*A portal appears behind John, and Dozer walks through, its eyes still closed and smirk on its face.*

"Heh-eh. Hello, hello! Your oh-so-humble king is here!~ Please, hold your-"

*It cuts itself short as it steps in some blood, eyes flying open as it shrieks in disgust and shakes its leg to get the substance off.*

"Ew! Ew ew ew ew! Ugh, could you people at least be tidy when killing my Sinner-?!"

*It glances down, expecting John's dead body only to see someone else's, causing it to freeze.*

*Dozer abruptly let out an undignified squeak, jumping to the side as its tails flared up.*

"Are you out of your-?!"

"..John? You, uhm..."

*It wasn't too sure what to say. One of its knees was on the ground, and its lower right arm was resting on the other knee.*

*He relaxed when he realized it was Dozer, but he didn't move from his spot against the wall.*

*He sat on the ground and wrapped his arms tightly around his legs before his wings wrapped around him. ...He was trembling. Less panicked and more scared now.*

*He hadn't noticed he was crying yet.*

I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry, J̢͔͖͉̫̩̻̔a̷̸̴̙̬͍̪̗̝̤̪̹͓͍̘͗̀͊́̏͒ͣ͛n̷̨̥͍̬͈̠͈̥̻̗̣͚̺ͧ̓́̿̏̀̕̕e̒ͦ̇̈҉͙͓̳

*The name was foreign and unfamiliar to Dozer, which intrigued it, but it didn't dare to push on the subject now.*

"Hey, hey..."

*His wings spread open enough for it to see how much of a mess he was. He grabbed its blanket desperately, wanting it to notice his guilt. His regret.*

She has to know! She needs to know I didn't mean it! I wanted to help her! She deserved the pearly gates!

*His grip stayed tight, but he lowered his head to avoid eye contact. He was sobbing now. Completely broken.*

"I know, John.. I-"

*It was obvious it was doing the best it could to make sure he was okay.*

*...The other Sinner?*

*...*

*Man FUCK that Sinner.*

She deserved more than me. She deserved more than this place. She deserves Genesis' loving embrace. I'll never get that.

*It froze in surprise, simply sitting there for a moment. However, it was quick to snap out of its trance. Wrapping its arms around John, it gently ran its hand along the side of his head.*

It's not His forgiveness I'm worried about!

*He kept his face hidden, feeling worse by being held like this. He didn't deserve it, much less asked. He pushed himself away and stood up. He started pacing as his nails dug into his head.*

"JOHN. Look at me. Don't utter a word, and just look at me, am I understood?"

*It waited a moment before slowly nodding, letting out a deep breath.*

*John froze before he narrowed his eyes. He couldn't expect it to understand. It wouldn't understand using its bare hands against someone called a friend. Family.*

*Its tails immediately flared up again as it rushed over to pick him up, snarling in irritation and sticking three middle fingers up at the sky while shouting out some curses in Latin.*

*Panting heavily, it glanced back down at the other Sinner, eyes fixated on her face mainly.*

"Damn. Actually did some damage."

*Its mind strayed ever so slightly, and it immediately shook its head with a disappointed expression.*

"Yeah, I need therapy."

*Swiftly reaching over her body, it grabbed her necklace and yanked it off of her neck, eyeing it carefully.*

*As it quickly swiped a finger through the blood and gave it a quick lick for good measure—yeah, still tasted good—it noticed something on the Sinner's wrist.*

*It was blue.*

*Tugging on her wrist, he noticed the small chip there, and without hesitating, ripped it out.*

"Damn it, damn it, damn it.. Where is it?!"

*His wing twitched as he groaned in pain. He managed to sit up against the wall. He stared at the portal with unfocused eyes. His crying started up again.*

Dozer, where are you? Please, Dozer, I need you...

(Warning for gore and Genesis slander)

I'm never being redeemed.

*A portal appears behind John, and Dozer walks through, its eyes still closed and smirk on its face.*

"Heh-eh. Hello, hello! Your oh-so-humble king is here!~ Please, hold your-"

*It cuts itself short as it steps in some blood, eyes flying open as it shrieks in disgust and shakes its leg to get the substance off.*

"Ew! Ew ew ew ew! Ugh, could you people at least be tidy when killing my Sinner-?!"

*It glances down, expecting John's dead body only to see someone else's, causing it to freeze.*

*Dozer abruptly let out an undignified squeak, jumping to the side as its tails flared up.*

"Are you out of your-?!"

"..John? You, uhm..."

*It wasn't too sure what to say. One of its knees was on the ground, and its lower right arm was resting on the other knee.*

*He relaxed when he realized it was Dozer, but he didn't move from his spot against the wall.*

*He sat on the ground and wrapped his arms tightly around his legs before his wings wrapped around him. ...He was trembling. Less panicked and more scared now.*

*He hadn't noticed he was crying yet.*

I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry, J̢͔͖͉̫̩̻̔a̷̸̴̙̬͍̪̗̝̤̪̹͓͍̘͗̀͊́̏͒ͣ͛n̷̨̥͍̬͈̠͈̥̻̗̣͚̺ͧ̓́̿̏̀̕̕e̒ͦ̇̈҉͙͓̳

*The name was foreign and unfamiliar to Dozer, which intrigued it, but it didn't dare to push on the subject now.*

"Hey, hey..."

*His wings spread open enough for it to see how much of a mess he was. He grabbed its blanket desperately, wanting it to notice his guilt. His regret.*

She has to know! She needs to know I didn't mean it! I wanted to help her! She deserved the pearly gates!

*His grip stayed tight, but he lowered his head to avoid eye contact. He was sobbing now. Completely broken.*

"I know, John.. I-"

*It was obvious it was doing the best it could to make sure he was okay.*

*...The other Sinner?*

*...*

*Man FUCK that Sinner.*

She deserved more than me. She deserved more than this place. She deserves Genesis' loving embrace. I'll never get that.

*It froze in surprise, simply sitting there for a moment. However, it was quick to snap out of its trance. Wrapping its arms around John, it gently ran its hand along the side of his head.*

It's not His forgiveness I'm worried about!

*He kept his face hidden, feeling worse by being held like this. He didn't deserve it, much less asked. He pushed himself away and stood up. He started pacing as his nails dug into his head.*

"JOHN. Look at me. Don't utter a word, and just look at me, am I understood?"

*It waited a moment before slowly nodding, letting out a deep breath.*