All I have to Give
Archer's hands were shaking as he made his way back into the Glitch!Verse. His clothes dirty, face unshaven. A permanent expression of exhaustion on his face.
Oh god what had he done. The horrors he had committed onto those he loved. And Death... Death was one of the worst. He had tortured him, broke him almost completely. Impossible to be forgiven for that, but with the way Death was now- He wouldn't know how to take care of himself without Archer there leading him by the collar. He had to fix it.
He held his breath as he slowly opened the door to that bedroom. He remembered what condition Death was in last night when he left. Maybe seeing Archer as himself would help him come out of it?
"Death?" His voice was soft as it echoed through the dead air.













