November 24, 2023, 11:51 AM
The last time he'd been here, the final glimpse had been one of dark blooming crimson in murky water—a disturbing visual to accompany the last moments of his life.
He might have died, but the afterlife waited. And it was greater than he could have ever imagined.
Even so, Vercingetorix visited the spot, wondering if it had been worth it. If he'd succeeded in protecting Dragomir and Isilme from that monster. He stared across the gently rippling surface, pensive.
He'd do it a hundred times over, if it meant keeping his kids safe.
But he'd lost track of said kids, and he grappled with the question of purpose. Had they grown? Had they thrived? Or at least lived?
He might have died, but the afterlife waited. And it was greater than he could have ever imagined.
Even so, Vercingetorix visited the spot, wondering if it had been worth it. If he'd succeeded in protecting Dragomir and Isilme from that monster. He stared across the gently rippling surface, pensive.
He'd do it a hundred times over, if it meant keeping his kids safe.
But he'd lost track of said kids, and he grappled with the question of purpose. Had they grown? Had they thrived? Or at least lived?
Fuck,Vercingetorix breathed, shaking his head at the shoreline.