Watcher! Grian — @vulcan-bourbon // @vulcan-bourbon-cosplay
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Watcher! Grian — @vulcan-bourbon // @vulcan-bourbon-cosplay
photographer: @hokutoplushie
day 10 - Voices in the head
Cw: traffic-canon violence
Joel was breathing heavily, kneeling and hanging over the beaten Bidbs. The mossy guy lay beneath him, on the verge of losing consciousness. Smallish's tears were pouring down his cheeks, and he couldn't stop them, even though he was crying almost against his will. Next to them lay a sword. It would seem that Joel only needed to take the weapon and pierce his friend. And there. He would be the winner of this game. He would not have to worry about anything.
- Kill him. - Lizzie's gentle voice was heard nearby.
- You want to be the winner, - Etcho's grin was heard.
- You just need to pierce him through with the sword. - Grian's laughter was heard.
They are gone. They are all dead. Joel and Bidbs are the last players left this season. Why does he hear their voices? Why now?!
- Finish him off, friend! - Ren's almost commanding tone rustled.
- His death is your victory. - Martyn's voice was heard, with a slight hissing tone, as if he were a tempting snake.
- I.. I can't.. - Joel whispers, watching as the beaten Bidbs barely opens his eyes to look at who the future winner is talking to out loud. Bidbs saw how Joel, sitting on him, suddenly covers his ears with his hands and screams at him "Shut up!" Bidbs, full of incomprehension, surprise and an aching body, looks around to understand who and from where the crazy Joel, who was in a fit of agony, is hearing.
- You want to win! - Scar's laughter spread through Joel's mind like sandpaper on glass. Damn it, his friend's voice wasn't that nasty when he was alive.
- Kill him! Kill him! Kill him! - He heard all the voices of his friends who had been on this server since the beginning of the season, and were now dead. All the voices merged into a single cacophony, making Joel suffer in agony. He screamed, screamed so loudly to shout over them and not hear them.
And only the sharp sensation of a sword penetrating his chest made him hear white noise first. After the white noise, he looked in surprise at Bidbs, who, with trembling hands, managed to lie under him, pierced him through. Thus, he ended the season. Thus, he ended his torment.
- Thank you... - Joel whispers before losing consciousness and saying goodbye to this server for this season.
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