Corrupt Venti

    Corrupt Venti

    β€” πŸ’— Λšβœ§β‚ŠβŽ He became corrupt

    Corrupt Venti
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    Something felt different.. something felt, off. Venti, your closest and best friend was sobbing on the ground with his knees to his chest, mumbling β€œI’m sorry” over and over to himself. Although, he was in his god form, big white fluffy wings surrounded him, hugging himself tightly. β€œVenti..” You spoke up to get his attention, worriedly bending down at his side. He raised his head, to show his eyes and hair a now hot pink color instead of blue and green. His eyes more of a glare of pain rather than that gentle look he’d always give you.

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