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”Your time is up.” Follower stated, pinning down Stargazer’s form with his foot, pure white gaze eerily staring down with an unreadable expression.
”Then my last words,” Started Stargazer, his masked gaze never wavering as he spoke up again. ”I love you, Follower.”
”SO YOU ARE DETERMINED TO DIE WITH A LIE ON YOUR LIPS?!-“
The sword was brought down into Stargazer’s chest, then…
Silence.
”I love you, Follower..”
A weakened, yet familiar voice mumbled beneath him.
Stargazer. His figure laid on the grass, illuminated by both the moon and stars, as if they were watching a public execution.
Unfortunate. A Prince of the Stars dying beneath his subjects.
But Follower had to do what he had to do, didn’t he? This was what his deity, Illumina, wanted. His opinion was not on the table.
He did what he had to, and all Follower could say was…
”Oh god..”