With Art from the duplicitous iniquitous @blackbloodteeth who just like me likes to grab Soul and wring him out like a kitchen towel. Find the ART HEEEEREEE
And of course the lovely art by our very own @holydrakes that you can find HEEEEEEREEE
Thank you @resbangmod for organising resbang this year!
presented by author: @alcruid [AO3]
with artist: @blackbloodteeth [Cara, Pillowfort, BluSky]
and artist: @holydrakes
Pairings: Soul/Maka, minor DeathStar
Rating: M/R
Warnings: Extreme body horror, gore, self doubt, delusions, violence, swearing, minor or major character deaths, destruction, Angst, Morality stuff, exploding babies (not real babies, bare with me).
Summary:
2032. The city is a hellscape filled with gang wars, corrupt government officials, religious zealots and power hungry military leaders. Built on the corpse of Death City, Soul knew that one day the city would self-destruct, but when he wakes up as the government's next ESP-experiment, he discovers that the city's biggest threat is Soul himself.
Maka desperately tries to save Soul with the help of her anti-government activist conspiracy theorist weeb older cousin Black Star, and the city's most infamous hacker ShaDoe. But with the dawn of a new god some can't help but wonder: Who really deserves to be saved?
Please enjoy the story and art previews below the cut!
"His hand crawls on the wall, like a spider. He stares at it, he can't take his eyes away. What.
He grins, it's forced. Yes. This is just a dream. Nothing more, nothing less. Why else would everything be so fucked up. The pain? It's just very realistic. He's still asleep.
Why else would his hand jump on his shoulder and walk on his arm, only to reattach itself like nothing’s ever been missing.
Is this what acid trips are like?
They must have put him on some wild shit.
He slaps himself with the hand that had just been cut off. His arm is still covered in blood, but this hand is real, alright. He feels the pain in his cheek, in his arm, in his entire fucking body, and it needs to get out. He needs to get out.
He doesn't know what's going on, but despite all the destruction, he is still trapped. The walls still imprison him, the door…