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Two Time sat on the cold floor, clutching their wounded left arm, pain radiating through their entire body. The reality of their second life had set in—but at a cost. One of their wings was gone, brutally torn from their back, leaving a gaping, bloody wound in its place. The pain was unbearable, but the weight of betrayal cut even deeper

And the one responsible? None other than Azure—their former partner, the one they had backstabbed for this second chance, The one they watched bleed out from an open wound—a wound they inflicted with their own dagger. Yet, here he was, alive.. but not as the Azure they once knew. No, this Azure had returned twisted, monstrous, something far beyond the person they had once loved

He (Azure uses he/they btw) loomed over them, spinning their severed wing idly in his grasp, his zipper-like mouth curled into a smirk. His eyes gleamed with something unreadable—satisfaction? Amusement? Rage? His tentacles twitched, restrained but restless, as if itching to wrap around their throat and finish what he had started