"Keep it down, brat! Some of us are trying to sleep."
I SPEAK NOT WITH EXCLAMATION MARKS. YOUR WEAK HUMAN ANATOMY SIMPLY CANNOT BEAR THE PRESENCE OF A GOD.

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"Keep it down, brat! Some of us are trying to sleep."
I SPEAK NOT WITH EXCLAMATION MARKS. YOUR WEAK HUMAN ANATOMY SIMPLY CANNOT BEAR THE PRESENCE OF A GOD.
[It’s written in all caps and graphite. The last sentence is underlined a few times.] WHAT DID YOU COME HERE TO DO? IS THAT STILL IMPORTANT TO YOU? DON’T FORGET WHY YOU’RE HERE.
Bernadetta squeaked as she read the letter, jerking back in fear. What was this? Was this a threat? It sure read like a threat. Was someone spying on Bernadetta, trying to find out what she was doing here? But she wasn’t doing anything! Well, she was doing something, she was attending class and going to missions and sewing and sometimes baking and...
And someone was spying? On Bernadetta? Oh Goddess she was going to die, she was definitely going to die, someone was going to find her and kill her and- her father. Was it someone working for her Father?
Bernadetta quickly backed into the room and slammed the door shut. Nevermind eating...she’d wait for another day. The note was discarded on her desk as Bernadetta dived under her blankets and curled up.
Ash to Dust
In flames, that turn to ash. Is the other you. Who becomes dust. Its breaking, shattering. The illusion, the deception. Because of you. It’s all burning, everything is in ruin. To ash it all becomes. Into dust it vanishes. Red, the color of heroes. Of fire and hate. Your burning passion. Your desire. Becomes part of the evening blue, And becomes a purple hued sky. That soon turn grey with ash. Disappear, go away! The you that I hate. Let it all go, Those bottled-up emotions. Break the illusion. Shatter the deception. The cold lies made of steel. Let it all turn to ash and dust. In the flames, it all turns to ash. You turn to ash. The soon cold grey ash. It’s all burning. It’s all breaking apart. You can’t stop it. I can’t stop it. No one can. Let it turn to ash. Let it turn red and grey. And become the green earth and blue sky. Everything is in ruin. Are you gone? Because I don’t want you to be here. In this beginning. Nor this end. Disappear, with the dust. My passion. My desire. You, my other self. In flames, that turn to ash. Is the other you. Who becomes dust. The me who becomes dust. Burn it all. And let me go.
some fun facts about him
If he listened to music I think he's like childish Gambino (especially sweatpants and bonfire, idk why. I made him while my sister, our friend and I were blastic Childish Gambino so I just added it on)
The burns on Grillby's counter is from him laying there and lighting on fire. I think before he learned to control his emotions he'd often light on fire from grief/frustration/etc.
He likes mayonnaise because it's bland, and he likes bland things
his fireproof photo cover has a photos of the underground and monsters before the first human
He was originally made as a boyfriend for my other sans oc Matryxyoshka, but I liked his design so much I decided to keep it and make it into something
Ashes to Dust / Ash to Dust filler?
Idk I just wanted to lore drop a bit before the next pages :)
ASHtoDust - Beyond This ASHtoDust (2012)