Erasure paced, his lair unsound and his own mind in tatters.
This isn’t what he planned, these issues, these feelings, had upset his world and rule. the galaxy of black and white upon his floor and walls swam with new life and...color. Remarkably though he could always see every small fragment of hue this...this MESS was beautiful. The nest in the satin blankets on his bed now cradled a legacy he never meant to leave.
The titan huffed, hot steam billowing from the nostrils set on top of his head. prior to this he would have never let insects keep him awake at night but the prospect of failure was a thought he hated to entertain. As Erasure moved to finally lay on his bedding a small knock requested entrance to his chamber.
“Be cautious and enter.” He called to the door in a thundering voice. He watched the door with his featureless face as the smooth white door opened. From the opening came his begrudged messenger.
“What is it? I have little patience for your foolishness tonight.”
The lord warned his underling in a tone that only hinted at his tired state.
“Well, I had a question. one I think only you might be able to answer...or, at least give the best advice.” Rig asked as he wrung his wrists and looked down at the floor, somewhat perplexed by it’s change in color.
“I’ve no time to educate you, leave.” Erasure replied coldly.
“But, Shouldn’t a good deity be knowledgeable and teach their subjects their ways?” Rig pleaded.
“Do you think flattery will change my mood?”
Rig simply let his ears droop, he had a feeling that the lord would reject him.
“Well? hurry and ask if you must.” Erasure sighed with annoyance clear in his tone.
Rig jumped a little,looking up at the monster. “it’s just.... H-How, I mean...”
“OUT WITH IT.” Erasure urged, becoming agitated quite quickly.
Thankfully Rig was able to blurt the rest out fairly quick.”What do you do when you love someone, and they love you but then something happens and they don’t remember you anymore?”
Erasure hissed as he stood back up. “I don’t know anything bout love, why ask me?”
“It’s just I thought about you an-”
“SILENCE!”
The pair stood quietly for a moment. Erasure’s frills slowly rested and the creature lowered his head close to the Hybrid.
“ Give up. Or fight to take back what’s yours.” Erasure told him mechanically before straightening his posture.
Rig thought about the response for a moment until his ears perked up. “Then I need Agent.” he replied, taking a small step forward.
“HA! You expect me to hand you a loose canon? With power you could never hope to control? Sometimes your foolishness amuses me.” Erasure scoffed, turning back to his bed.
“I don’t need to control him! He listens to me!” Rig insisted, taking another step closer, however this earned a snap of teeth within an inch of his face.
“ Don’t you sass me!” The titan boomed, his voice doubling over as if there were two beasts. “ Fine! If you can awake and remove him from containment with your monster whispering skills then do so. It may amuse me. However, should you slip I’ll see to it you suffer. if you succeed I require a favor in return. Kill the RED or destroy the Key.”
“Sounds fair to me.” Rig replied as he bent forward to bow graciously to his master. He then turned to leave but as his hand met the door Erasure made a soft sound that caused him to turn back and look.
“ It doesn’t get any easier. Oblivion may be your least painful option.”
Rig blinked at Erasure, studying his tone for falseness. he couldn’t discern the motive for such words.
“I Think it’s worth it though. Don’t you? to save them?”
Erasure didn’t respond, he simply laid back down and swished his massive tail across the floor.Rig cracked a small smile and stepped through the door quietly. “Thank you.” He said softly and only turning his head slightly over his shoulder.
Little Key, little Key. I wonder, do you see?
The gears are turning, a hunter stirring.
From sleep shall rise, the bringer of red skies.
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Oh I hear it moving like tired wood creeks, it crawls and creeps.
I hear the ticking clock, I hear the rumbling of thunder. Your peaceful dreams cast asunder.
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Unto thee I send a messenger.
