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𝗘𝗺𝗯𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗼𝘀
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I don't know how much longer we'll... I'll be here.
January 21, 2026 at 2:56 AM
I don't know how much longer we'll... I'll be here.
You shouldn't worry.
January 20, 2026 at 3:06 AM
You shouldn't worry.
Not great.
You?
You?
January 18, 2026 at 9:15 PM
Not great.
You?
You?
He rubs his forehead and walks out of the room before tears form.
He wanders outside, feeling like he can't breathe.
He wanders outside, feeling like he can't breathe.
a man in a black jacket stands in front of a brick building with his mouth open
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January 18, 2026 at 4:51 AM
He rubs his forehead and walks out of the room before tears form.
He wanders outside, feeling like he can't breathe.
He wanders outside, feeling like he can't breathe.
"Oh death would be great."
Marc says sarcastically.
"I'd like to live. I want someone to love. Someone to love me. I want to know what it's like to be cared for, feel loved. I want to be respected. And not because I'm usually holding a gun.
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Marc says sarcastically.
"I'd like to live. I want someone to love. Someone to love me. I want to know what it's like to be cared for, feel loved. I want to be respected. And not because I'm usually holding a gun.
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January 18, 2026 at 4:49 AM
"Oh death would be great."
Marc says sarcastically.
"I'd like to live. I want someone to love. Someone to love me. I want to know what it's like to be cared for, feel loved. I want to be respected. And not because I'm usually holding a gun.
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Marc says sarcastically.
"I'd like to live. I want someone to love. Someone to love me. I want to know what it's like to be cared for, feel loved. I want to be respected. And not because I'm usually holding a gun.
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"You know I'll die if Khonshu abandons me?"
Marc has contemplated it for years.
Khonshu often reminds him of his bargain.
Marc has contemplated it for years.
Khonshu often reminds him of his bargain.
January 17, 2026 at 10:28 PM
"You know I'll die if Khonshu abandons me?"
Marc has contemplated it for years.
Khonshu often reminds him of his bargain.
Marc has contemplated it for years.
Khonshu often reminds him of his bargain.
"I mean, is there hope I'll ever be released?"
Probably when he was no longer useful
Or dead... but even in death...
Probably when he was no longer useful
Or dead... but even in death...
January 17, 2026 at 10:13 PM
"I mean, is there hope I'll ever be released?"
Probably when he was no longer useful
Or dead... but even in death...
Probably when he was no longer useful
Or dead... but even in death...
Marc thanks John for the water, then almost gulps it down.
"How do you deal with it?"
Marc was desperate to be rid of Khonshu...
"How do you deal with it?"
Marc was desperate to be rid of Khonshu...
January 17, 2026 at 6:03 PM
Marc thanks John for the water, then almost gulps it down.
"How do you deal with it?"
Marc was desperate to be rid of Khonshu...
"How do you deal with it?"
Marc was desperate to be rid of Khonshu...
"One of the great side effects of Khonshu. He only allows you to see what he wants. A tiny slice of the world."
That's why he easily manipulated him and Jake.
That's why he easily manipulated him and Jake.
January 17, 2026 at 5:36 PM
"One of the great side effects of Khonshu. He only allows you to see what he wants. A tiny slice of the world."
That's why he easily manipulated him and Jake.
That's why he easily manipulated him and Jake.
Marc recoils, still confused after his switch.
"What is Steven yammering on about?"
He rubs his face, trying to get the sleep out of his eyes.
"What is Steven yammering on about?"
He rubs his face, trying to get the sleep out of his eyes.
January 17, 2026 at 4:24 PM
Marc recoils, still confused after his switch.
"What is Steven yammering on about?"
He rubs his face, trying to get the sleep out of his eyes.
"What is Steven yammering on about?"
He rubs his face, trying to get the sleep out of his eyes.
"Does that mean you can't stay?"
His grip tightens on John's arm. Steven wanted to run, but there was no point. he couldn't escape the reality of himself.
"Michael? "
Marc pulls back from John, realizing yet again he'd made the same mistake twice.
His grip tightens on John's arm. Steven wanted to run, but there was no point. he couldn't escape the reality of himself.
"Michael? "
Marc pulls back from John, realizing yet again he'd made the same mistake twice.
January 17, 2026 at 7:45 AM
"Does that mean you can't stay?"
His grip tightens on John's arm. Steven wanted to run, but there was no point. he couldn't escape the reality of himself.
"Michael? "
Marc pulls back from John, realizing yet again he'd made the same mistake twice.
His grip tightens on John's arm. Steven wanted to run, but there was no point. he couldn't escape the reality of himself.
"Michael? "
Marc pulls back from John, realizing yet again he'd made the same mistake twice.
"Time is not my friend."
He thinks back .
"Maybe two weeks ago? I overheard a conversation"
He thinks back .
"Maybe two weeks ago? I overheard a conversation"
January 17, 2026 at 12:40 AM
"Time is not my friend."
He thinks back .
"Maybe two weeks ago? I overheard a conversation"
He thinks back .
"Maybe two weeks ago? I overheard a conversation"
"Marc and I were let go. Jake went back though."
He sighs.
"So I think Marc is working for him again."
He sighs.
"So I think Marc is working for him again."
January 17, 2026 at 12:31 AM
"Marc and I were let go. Jake went back though."
He sighs.
"So I think Marc is working for him again."
He sighs.
"So I think Marc is working for him again."
"Extended it. Let Khonshu talk him into more."
John was so handsome...
"I think Jake just likes murdering. How could we ever be free?"
John was so handsome...
"I think Jake just likes murdering. How could we ever be free?"
January 16, 2026 at 10:51 PM
"Extended it. Let Khonshu talk him into more."
John was so handsome...
"I think Jake just likes murdering. How could we ever be free?"
John was so handsome...
"I think Jake just likes murdering. How could we ever be free?"
"Khonshu."
Steven mutters softly.
"Jake made another deal with him. Marc was angry because he didn't talk to us."
Steven slips his hands inside John's tightening his grip.
"I hate being the last to know."
Steven mutters softly.
"Jake made another deal with him. Marc was angry because he didn't talk to us."
Steven slips his hands inside John's tightening his grip.
"I hate being the last to know."
January 16, 2026 at 9:24 PM
"Khonshu."
Steven mutters softly.
"Jake made another deal with him. Marc was angry because he didn't talk to us."
Steven slips his hands inside John's tightening his grip.
"I hate being the last to know."
Steven mutters softly.
"Jake made another deal with him. Marc was angry because he didn't talk to us."
Steven slips his hands inside John's tightening his grip.
"I hate being the last to know."
|| Lol this is Hades... on the wrong account 🙃
January 16, 2026 at 2:11 PM
|| Lol this is Hades... on the wrong account 🙃
"But why?"
His eyes are questioning John's, as though he could see the memories in his eyes.
"Can you tell me? What they were?"
His eyes are questioning John's, as though he could see the memories in his eyes.
"Can you tell me? What they were?"
January 16, 2026 at 2:10 PM
"But why?"
His eyes are questioning John's, as though he could see the memories in his eyes.
"Can you tell me? What they were?"
His eyes are questioning John's, as though he could see the memories in his eyes.
"Can you tell me? What they were?"
|| Ill check it out! The new season has such great stuff-
January 16, 2026 at 2:08 PM
|| Ill check it out! The new season has such great stuff-
"With us- me."
Steven knows John didn't just show up. Jake and Marc had to know of him. Otherwise he'd never get to see Steven.
Steven sighs at the touch, familiar, comforting, a bit exciting.
No one else is allowed to touch him.
Steven knows John didn't just show up. Jake and Marc had to know of him. Otherwise he'd never get to see Steven.
Steven sighs at the touch, familiar, comforting, a bit exciting.
No one else is allowed to touch him.
January 16, 2026 at 2:32 AM
"With us- me."
Steven knows John didn't just show up. Jake and Marc had to know of him. Otherwise he'd never get to see Steven.
Steven sighs at the touch, familiar, comforting, a bit exciting.
No one else is allowed to touch him.
Steven knows John didn't just show up. Jake and Marc had to know of him. Otherwise he'd never get to see Steven.
Steven sighs at the touch, familiar, comforting, a bit exciting.
No one else is allowed to touch him.
"Have you always been here?"
Sometimes Steven had memory issues. Lapses, holes made his chronological living hell
Sometimes Steven had memory issues. Lapses, holes made his chronological living hell
January 15, 2026 at 10:17 PM
"Have you always been here?"
Sometimes Steven had memory issues. Lapses, holes made his chronological living hell
Sometimes Steven had memory issues. Lapses, holes made his chronological living hell
Memories are all Steven has...
"Probably."
For some reason he leans into John, the scent of soap from his freshly washed curls wafting through the air.
"Probably."
For some reason he leans into John, the scent of soap from his freshly washed curls wafting through the air.
January 15, 2026 at 6:03 AM
Memories are all Steven has...
"Probably."
For some reason he leans into John, the scent of soap from his freshly washed curls wafting through the air.
"Probably."
For some reason he leans into John, the scent of soap from his freshly washed curls wafting through the air.
Dark curls bounce as he nods.
Steven's eyes meet John's, knowing on some level he does know exactly who he is.
"My Dream."
Steven's eyes meet John's, knowing on some level he does know exactly who he is.
"My Dream."
January 14, 2026 at 11:03 PM
Dark curls bounce as he nods.
Steven's eyes meet John's, knowing on some level he does know exactly who he is.
"My Dream."
Steven's eyes meet John's, knowing on some level he does know exactly who he is.
"My Dream."