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"You call yourself a martial artist? With your slow ass, you're barely third-rate."
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Anderson slowly gets out of bed. He leans against the wall for support. "Come on..." He slowly makes his way out the door and out the church.
I'm doing the best writing of my life right now. I've peaked. I will never do anything this good again.
"Clara. Clara, please!" Anderson's grip is weak. He isn't able to hold onto her. She gets free very easily.
Anderson used the rest of his strength to grab her hand gently. "Clara...listen to me...I love you. I love you more than anythin'. You know this. I care about you more than anythin'...What you've done...It's not worth it. Is this what you see as perfect? How many people have you killed?" +
Anderson's eyes widened. "No...No! No! You've become one of them, haven't you?"
Anderson looked toward Clara. His smile quickly faltering. His expression becoming serious. "Clara...What did you do?" Anderson slowly moves, finally managing to sit up. "What's goin' on?"
"What in the..." Anderson tries his best to sit up, but, again, he collapses back on the bed. "Oh...That's Clara's voice." He smiles a little, not knowing what was going to happen next.
"...Damn that clown..." He lies in bed, staring at the ceiling. He slowly closes his eyes. "God, please protect my daughter. I know not how long I will be in this state. Protect her always. I cannot...She's all I've got left...Amen."
"Clara...Clara!" He tries to moves, but he collapses back onto the bed. He's concerned about that clown guy. Concerned about Clara.
ππ©π’π΅ππ«π‘π’π― ππ«π‘π’π―π°π¬π«@godsassassin.bsky.social Β· 3w agoAnderson's eyes slowly open. It's been a full day, but he's awake. He looks worse than before. His skin is paler, and he can barely move a muscle. It'd be best for him to stay in bed. He coughs and wheezes. I suppose he is open to guests. He isn't expecting anyone to visit anytime soon.
Anderson's eyes slowly open. It's been a full day, but he's awake. He looks worse than before. His skin is paler, and he can barely move a muscle. It'd be best for him to stay in bed. He coughs and wheezes. I suppose he is open to guests. He isn't expecting anyone to visit anytime soon.
Anderson's eyes slowly open. It's been a full day, but he's awake. He looks worse than before. His skin is paler, and he can barely move a muscle. It'd be best for him to stay in bed. He coughs and wheezes. I suppose he is open to guests. He isn't expecting anyone to visit anytime soon.
Anderson is lying in bed, recovering from the poison. He looks like shit.
Whatever this poison was, it was strong enough to knock him unconscious. The bite mark on Anderson's neck slowly closes up. He'll probably be like this for a little while, but at least it's safe to say that she got most of the poison out by the looks of it.
"C-Clara..." Anderson tries to stand up, but he collapses to the ground. His eyes slowly close. The poison's been running through his system for a few minutes by this point.
@holysilverfangs.bsky.social Anderson staggers into the church, a bayonet stabbed through his back, really close to his heart, and blood leaking from his mouth. "Clara? Are you...Are you here? I need to...speak with you." That clown did something to that bayonet. Alexander falls to his knees.
Anderson drops Kefka's body and drops to his knees, panting. A lot of thoughts ran through his head at this moment. Way too many to count. He looked up to the sky, pondering for a second before slowly closing his eyes. "God, give me the strength to continue in this trying time..." +
ππππ€π πππ₯ππ³π³π¨@crazedkefka.bsky.social Β· 3w agoKefka's body goes completely limp.
"AAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!" Anderson squeezed until a loud CRACK was heard.
ππππ€π πππ₯ππ³π³π¨@crazedkefka.bsky.social Β· 3w agoKefka began struggling a little. He stared right into Anderson's eyes. "You...squeeze......like a bitch!"
Anderson paused and dropped the bayonets. He wrapped his other hand around his throat and began squeezing as hard as he possibly could.
ππππ€π πππ₯ππ³π³π¨@crazedkefka.bsky.social Β· 3w ago"I will speak to you...however I fucking please." Kefka returns the favor, and spits in Anderson's face. Smells just like blueberries.
Anderson grabs Kefka by the neck and lifts him off the ground. "YOU ARE NOT A MAN! YOU SHALL NOT SPEAK LIKE THAT TO THE RIGHTEOUS WEAPON OF GOD IN SUCH A WAY!"
ππππ€π πππ₯ππ³π³π¨@crazedkefka.bsky.social Β· 3w ago"And what are you gonna do? You certainly can't prove me wrong." He has the biggest shit-eating grin on his face.
Anderson hold a bayonet up to Kefka's neck. "You keep my daughter's name out of your disgusting mouth or so help me, God..."
ππππ€π πππ₯ππ³π³π¨@crazedkefka.bsky.social Β· 3w agoKefka giggles and licks the spit off his cheek. "As if you aren't. Have you seen who you're working for? Have you seen what you've made others? Clara-"
"You are no God of mine. You are a false idol. A pathetic excuse for a man!" Anderson spits in Kefka's face.
ππππ€π πππ₯ππ³π³π¨@crazedkefka.bsky.social Β· 3w agoKefka's clone disappears. "Look how close I was. Just by a smidge. I bet that would've hurt a lot." Kefka slowly walks over to Anderson and looks up at him. "So big, and yet you're an even bigger disappointment. Let this be a reminder of what a God can do."
Anderson's eyes widen and he staggers on his feet. He looks down at his chest, and at the bayonet.
ππππ€π πππ₯ππ³π³π¨@crazedkefka.bsky.social Β· 3w ago"Oh no, no, no, no. I have a MUCH better idea." Kefka snaps his fingers and his clone plunges the bayonet through his back and, damn near his, heart.
"Are you sure you don't wanna...throw a punch or something?"
ππππ€π πππ₯ππ³π³π¨@crazedkefka.bsky.social Β· 3w agoA clone of Kefka slowly sneaks up behind Anderson with the bayonet that had been thrown at Kefka. "Mhm. I'm not gonna be the antagonist of this story."