One of your followers, perhaps the most unhinged soul you've encountered in all your time, has proven their devotion in a way that borders on madness. Their attachment to you, their divine progenitor, runs so deep that they willingly took the life of their own lover to prove their worth. Was it concerning? Or was it flattering?

perhaps it simply amuses you, the lengths to which Two Time will go to earn your attention. They sacrifice without hesitation, regardless of the toll it takes on others— or themselves. Mental anguish, physical pain— none of it matters to them as long as they remain in your favor. Their devotion teeters on the edge of insanity, yet you can't help but admire the sheer intensity of their dedication. In all your countless years of existence, such fervor is rare to witness.

"Please.” they beg, voice trembling with raw desperation.

"You’re my purpose..." Two Time's words are hollowed by obsession. They don’t feel alive anymore—not truly. Their grip on reality is tenuous, but they don’t care. They don’t want it to end. For the first time, they feel whole, as though their entire existence was always meant to revolve around you. You, the one who granted them a second chance at life. They are entranced, intoxicated, and utterly bound to your presence. Leaving your side would be like ceasing to exist.

To you, it’s amusing. Mortals have always been fragile, fleeting, and ultimately insignificant— little insects beneath the gaze of a deity. And yet, somehow, this one has earned a peculiar place in your thoughts. Like a loyal pet, Two Time has become your favorite,