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¬Mɑttɦiɑs

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Sorrows and trials are like the sand and grit that polish a stone. Genshin Impact OC | #GhostsOfJohn https://w-matthias.carrd.co/ 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘺 𝘚𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘴 (𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘈𝘙𝘛)

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¬Mɑttɦiɑs @maiorfrater.bsky.social · Jan 21

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𝘉𝘪𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘮. 𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘦?

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¬Mɑttɦiɑs @maiorfrater.bsky.social · 1d

// LMFAO 😂 Nah, he's had his fill of bloodshed, much as he is more than capable of and willing to do it again.

Actually plan to have him approach Furina to let her know he's there so she can lay eyes on him and what he's wearing kjsksks and to thank her for the invite in general

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¬Mɑttɦiɑs @maiorfrater.bsky.social · 1d

//My Ajax has not no 😂

I think with Matt it's more the motivation, how he feels about it and the fact that unlike most of the other people he's being compared to, he's just a human and unaffiliated with any organization known for this sort of thing.

He's still gonna go, he just thinks it's funny 😂

¬Mɑttɦiɑs @maiorfrater.bsky.social · 1d

// Sarcasm is just a family trait at this point, can't wait to get my Wrio and Matt in the same room 😂

¬Mɑttɦiɑs @maiorfrater.bsky.social · 1d

~be there, I think some people maaaay find it a little more ah... comforting if, say... Varka? Were in attendance?"

¬Mɑttɦiɑs @maiorfrater.bsky.social · 1d

~Fontaine's most recent mass murderer; I'm sure everyone will be delighted to know I'm in attendance." He muses, shaking his head at his own stupid remarks and looking back down at the invitation.

"...don't suppose there's a plus one option?" His gaze flickers back up. "Much as I know Warren will~

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¬Mɑttɦiɑs @maiorfrater.bsky.social · 1d

Now that he wasn't as... stressed and forced into fight or flight, he could relax and be more the person he actively chose to be.... which was a lot more like Wriothesley than either of the brothers would admit.

"Mm, yes." He drawls with a lilt of sarcasm. "An invitation to a masquerade gala for~

iudex @oceaniimperium.bsky.social · 1d

…. Something about how he bumped into the chair reminded him of the Duke in the Fortress below, for some reason. A soft breath of a snort escaping as he raised a brow toward him, mild amusement smoothing his expression into something open— Relaxed.

“The invitation was sent to everyone in +

¬Mɑttɦiɑs @maiorfrater.bsky.social · 3d

"Hm." Matthias makes a face and looks off. "Guess that answers my question. How unfortunate."

Straightening out and actually stepping into the office now, eyes glued to the invitation to the point he actually walked into the chair across from Neuvillette's desk, pausing to assess how he managed it~

¬Mɑttɦiɑs @maiorfrater.bsky.social · 1d

// so much closer to the end now... can't wait to be done with this shit 😩

¬Mɑttɦiɑs @maiorfrater.bsky.social · 1d

~cult next to maximize his retaliation against it.

...he'll start taking out the arcane circles. That'll get their attention.

Set on his course, Matthias dropped the rag he'd used to wipe himself off and strode off with a whistle, disappearing once again into the Fontainian countryside....

¬Mɑttɦiɑs @maiorfrater.bsky.social · 1d

~at the old family estate and the one back in the Court... that was twenty-seven of the fifty that still remained here in Fontaine.

He stood there and watched the old church burn until the first rays of sunlight started peeking over the horizon, using that time to decide where he would strike the~

¬Mɑttɦiɑs @maiorfrater.bsky.social · 1d

~The blaze roared and licked the skies, masking the agonized cries from within the building.

Matthias was beyond caring, wiping the blood off his hands and face as best he could with an old rag as he stood there and watched it burn like he were taking in a piece of art.

Twenty-four here... two~

¬Mɑttɦiɑs @maiorfrater.bsky.social · 1d

~she sat up and watching the glob of spit she hocked at him land just inches from his foot.

He said nothing as he stepped out of the doors, watching all the people slowly trying to clamber for them as he closed them up for the last time, lodging the axe in the wood to trap the cultists inside.~

¬Mɑttɦiɑs @maiorfrater.bsky.social · 1d

~if she could have reached it given that look in her eyes, brainwashed by this cult as she is.

Matthias knew he should care, but he just couldn't. With his free hand, he shoved her away from himself, watching her smaller body hit the floor and ripping the knife out of his hip, gaze keen on the way~

¬Mɑttɦiɑs @maiorfrater.bsky.social · 1d

~figure that had rushed him from the shadow and jammed it into his hip.

Matthias stared at her when she looked up at him.... she couldn't be more than nineteen.

...he should care, and he knows he should deep down.

But he doesn't.
This nineteen year old would have plunged this blade into his neck~

¬Mɑttɦiɑs @maiorfrater.bsky.social · 1d

~paused to unlatch it. "Didn't anyone tell you its dangerous to leave candles burning unattended?" He chuffed, the smile fading from his face when he felt a blade sink into his hip.

It was small and the blade was short, but it was enough to be felt, enough to draw his attention to the much smaller~

¬Mɑttɦiɑs @maiorfrater.bsky.social · 1d

~as he hacked his way through his would-be murderers had he not acted first.

Once the room reeked of blood and the pained cries of the people that hunted him, Matthias shouldered the axe and started for the doors, whistling a tune as he tipped a few candles over on his way out.

At the door, he~

¬Mɑttɦiɑs @maiorfrater.bsky.social · 1d

~nearest him, ripping it out and lodging it in the shoulder of the next, then the head of another, the neck of the one after. Nobody was to be spared, he decided, each of them wounded in some capacity so they simply could not escape the building; legs, arms, hands strewn about the gory display~

¬Mɑttɦiɑs @maiorfrater.bsky.social · 1d

~next to the door and slowly turned to face the group, offering a smile that was far too out of place for the situation at hand.

"Maybe you'll find the peace you were looking for in the afterlife.... selfishly, I hope you don't."

No warning came when he swung the axe into the gut of the person~

¬Mɑttɦiɑs @maiorfrater.bsky.social · 1d

~all of you."

The group parts like the seas as he makes his way forward, heading for the doors and pushing them open before he rips the fire extinguisher off the wall and whips it out into the open, slowly closing the double doors after and sliding the lock in place.

Then, he reached for the axe~

¬Mɑttɦiɑs @maiorfrater.bsky.social · 1d

~roam over the faces of those before him, shrugging after prolonged silence and slowly pouring the blood out onto the floor.

"...I never believed in all that drivel." He says, dropping the goblet and making his way down the few steps from the altar. "But my father did... and by extension, so do~

¬Mɑttɦiɑs @maiorfrater.bsky.social · 1d

~you shall be cleansed. Sup upon my rotted, fettered flesh, drink of my blood, give thanks and receive thy blessing.

Sin lies within you, so repent and burn the unholy dross, and in death, all shall return to the Abyss." Matthias finished, finally looking up from the goblet and letting his gaze~

¬Mɑttɦiɑs @maiorfrater.bsky.social · 1d

~and kin; power and salvation." He pauses, taking a moment to suck the blood off his finger, numb to the fact that he remembered these prayers word for word even now.

"He said unto me; I will cleanse you of your sins, for salvation belongs to the Abyss. Give in to the embrace of the Abyss, and~

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¬Mɑttɦiɑs @maiorfrater.bsky.social · 1d

~consumed by the darkness and return as something else entirely." He says quietly, dipping his middle finger into the liquid within the cup and running it along the rim again, continuing as he slowly turned.

"And behold before me, there was a Sinner, and through his blood bestowed upon my kith~

¬Mɑttɦiɑs @maiorfrater.bsky.social · 1d

~twenty-three pairs of eyes boring into his back as they waited in silent anticipation of what his presence here meant for them.

"Put a man on the brink of the abyss and, in the unlikely event that he doesn't fall into it, he will become a mystic or a madman... and should he fall, he will be~

¬Mɑttɦiɑs @maiorfrater.bsky.social · 1d

~an old brass goblet in hand, finger tracing along the rim as he stared into the crimson liquid.

By the time the doors closed, Matthias had counted twenty-three people stepping in... that meant not everyone was in attendance.

He waited, gave them all a chance to settle in where they wished,~

¬Mɑttɦiɑs @maiorfrater.bsky.social · 1d

~had long since dried out, kindling rife with all the material he needed to burn this place to the ground.... and everyone inside along with it.

As night fell, the old doors creaked and groaned in protest as they were pulled open, the sound of hushed voices at his back as he stood up at the altar,~