Status Updates From Jailer to the Death God (Da...

“My loved ones, reclaimed by the cosmic entity I summoned as a last resort, the dreadful god I claimed and ensnared, the lonely soul who, without knowing it, was waiting for me to bring him to life.”

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“The second gift,” he says, pressing his thumb to my forehead, “is a tethermark. It is the only eternal one I have ever bestowed, and it ensures that you will have youth, beauty, and health for as long as I exist. Since this mark channels a large portion of the power I have amassed, I will not be able to bestow tethermarks on anyone else, ever again. This is the last, and the best.”

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“That isn’t the gift, darling.” His voice has shifted; it’s slightly farther away. “Only gods can rule Annwn. So I awarded these six souls with the status of lesser deities. They now have a place in the lower tier of the pantheon. They can even visit the mortal realm for short periods of time.”

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“The sight of her alive and standing shears through my heart. Sweet pain swells in my chest, tightening my throat. Tears are pooling in my eyes, beading hot on my lashes. I almost lost her. She was nearly gone. If I had arrived a few minutes later…”

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“Yet I will weave my life with yours, and the two of us shall be stronger, until the day betrayal or death may divide us. What is woven shall not be cut, and what is entangled shall not be severed. Yours infinitely, yours devotedly. Yours in passion and pain, in beauty and blood, in age and agony. By myself I swear it, and by my power I bind it.”

“But she can’t speak any more. Her form is dividing, separating into disparate pieces like a puzzle—and the next second she implodes, all the pieces sucked inward, toward an invisible fixed point in the air, suctioned into that spot and then gone.”

already??? are u sure…

“Until my beloved dies, and I vanish back into the darkness from which I was born.”

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“Illogically, it feels like having a piece of Aspen back again. My sweet brother, with his vast kindness and his earnest good intentions. He could be ridiculous sometimes—could make me laugh until my sides ached—but he was wonderfully serious when he needed to be. Decent with a blade, but not a warrior. Not violent. I don’t believe his dagger ever tasted blood before I used it.”

ohmygosh venniroth is so much more vile than i thought

“I love you, Arawn,” she grits out. Tight, forceful words. Blades on which I gladly impale my future.

Into her ear I breathe the words I have not spoken to any being, living or dead, since the dawn of time. “I love you.”

“I have been asleep and waiting for her since my consciousness emerged from the dark heart of the universe. And in this moment I do not care if I lose my throne, my home, and all the souls in Annwn, if only I can have her, forever.”

“But there can be no lasting happiness for him and me. This thing between us could lose him the throne of Annwn, and Macha would leap in to take his place. Once again, I must give up what I want so badly, for the ultimate good of others.”

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“That emotion you’re trying to define—it’s the kind of love everyone wants to have, the kind of love all of us are seeking, all our lives. Some mortals die without ever finding it. To find that love in a person who returns your devotion—that is an exquisite magic two people are capable of creating together. And it cannot be stopped, except by cruelty or betrayal, or death—and sometimes not even then.”

“Whatever I’ve done to poison things between us, I’m sorry for it.”
“Things between us have always been poisoned,”

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“Beautiful,” he says quietly. I don’t miss the way his eyes flicker over to me as he says it. He frowns stormily the next second, as if anger can erase the errant thoughts in his head.”

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“Her, fragile with sorrow, yet resilient as dawn.Survivor of plague, summoner of death, with her fierce determination and her unquenchable hope and her sly smiles, always tinged with guilt because she thinks she should not be happy while her people suffer.Her, sacrificial and sweet. Tortured and trapped, as I am.She ensnared me, but she sees me, too—understands me in a way no human ever has.”

“I crave your sweet essence like a tree craves water. I hunger for you, for every soft curve of your flesh. I want to swallow you whole, feel you quiver in my belly and vibrate against my bones. I want to carve you open and crawl inside your very heart and savor the gentle strength of your nature forever.”

“We seem destined to be unpopular, you and I.” I give her a grim smile.
“Fucking unfair, I say. We’re so charming.” Her mouth trembles.