About this boy who came from Hell

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Ander is known for his emotions to affect his powers. And usually it manifests as chaotic shapeshifts or rapid teleportation but this time- it took on a more potent form. Ander had been feeling scared and depressed so he stopped coming back to the apartment. He wandered the streets hoping that the lonely feeling would go away. The night sky cloudy and dark and Ander could barely tell where his is. Deep down he knew he should just go home and be with Myrkr, but the other part whispered that he should run away and hide forever. His brain feels like it splits in half and that’s when it happens. The spirit’s body falls to the cold cement of the empty sidewalk and he feels weak. A cackle cuts through the air, cold and hollow. Above Ander stands...well himself, but a twisted, more malicious version. All of him is the opposite Ander. His hair is pitch black, the normally yellow slitted eyes are a blue so light they could almost be white, and Ander’s normally blue toned chaotic clothes were now black and red. “Don’t worry I’ll take care of it, you just...I don’t know...disappear? You know like you wanted to!” The evil Ander steps on his counterparts chest with a sharp heeled boot.  “Wh-who are you?” Ander croaks out, all of him weak. The sinister clone smiles “Why I am Despair and I’m going to go home.”  Despair disappears in a puff of black smoke. Joy pushes himself to a sitting position and tries to teleport home, only to find that all his powers are gone.  As Despair walks down the street he drains the joy from everyone. Happy couples fight, children cry, and Despair revels in it all. Finally, he appears in the apartment. “Myrrkkyyrrr~ I’m home!! Sorry I was being such a mopey bitch, but you know me.” Despair cackles and The apartment becomes a void. The evil spirit summons Myrkr to sit in front of him, and binds him in black chains. “Oh aren’t you handsome!” He cackles, his cold hand brushing Myrkr’s cheek. “I totally get why he’s into you. I’m sure you are super confused, let me make this short. I’m Andronicous Despair and I want to play.” A malicious grin grows across his face as he kneels in front of Myrkr.” 

"So?" He arched a brow with a tired expression. "What now? Shall we go home?"

[ @painforcain ]   “Ughhhh I’m not a fucking chaise lounge.”  Ander teleports so Cain isn’t laying across his lap. “I have the same face as some fucking guy and he thinks he can walk all over me-” Ander grumbles.  “Look, Cain, buddy. If we are going to be friends the least you can do is not lay on my lap, exceptions being if you are drunk because I totally get that I too pass out on people while drunk.” 

"Meanie." He huffed. "I've murdered people for less. Pssh." He hung his head down from the bed, crimson eyes rolling up to look at the carpet. "Jus' make me feel somethin'?" He glanced over at Ander. "Let's set somethin' on fire~"

Ander is known for his emotions to affect his powers. And usually it manifests as chaotic shapeshifts or rapid teleportation but this time- it took on a more potent form. Ander had been feeling scared and depressed so he stopped coming back to the apartment. He wandered the streets hoping that the lonely feeling would go away. The night sky cloudy and dark and Ander could barely tell where his is. Deep down he knew he should just go home and be with Myrkr, but the other part whispered that he should run away and hide forever. His brain feels like it splits in half and that’s when it happens. The spirit’s body falls to the cold cement of the empty sidewalk and he feels weak. A cackle cuts through the air, cold and hollow. Above Ander stands...well himself, but a twisted, more malicious version. All of him is the opposite Ander. His hair is pitch black, the normally yellow slitted eyes are a blue so light they could almost be white, and Ander’s normally blue toned chaotic clothes were now black and red. “Don’t worry I’ll take care of it, you just...I don’t know...disappear? You know like you wanted to!” The evil Ander steps on his counterparts chest with a sharp heeled boot.  “Wh-who are you?” Ander croaks out, all of him weak. The sinister clone smiles “Why I am Despair and I’m going to go home.”  Despair disappears in a puff of black smoke. Joy pushes himself to a sitting position and tries to teleport home, only to find that all his powers are gone.  As Despair walks down the street he drains the joy from everyone. Happy couples fight, children cry, and Despair revels in it all. Finally, he appears in the apartment. “Myrrkkyyrrr~ I’m home!! Sorry I was being such a mopey bitch, but you know me.” Despair cackles and The apartment becomes a void. The evil spirit summons Myrkr to sit in front of him, and binds him in black chains. “Oh aren’t you handsome!” He cackles, his cold hand brushing Myrkr’s cheek. “I totally get why he’s into you. I’m sure you are super confused, let me make this short. I’m Andronicous Despair and I want to play.” A malicious grin grows across his face as he kneels in front of Myrkr.” 

"Sweetheart", he wrapped his arms around the older looking Ander and kept him close, face cupped gently in his hands. "It's okay. I promise. I love you, and I'll never, ever leave you. I promise... everything will be alright."

[ @painforcain ]   “Ughhhh I’m not a fucking chaise lounge.”  Ander teleports so Cain isn’t laying across his lap. “I have the same face as some fucking guy and he thinks he can walk all over me-” Ander grumbles.  “Look, Cain, buddy. If we are going to be friends the least you can do is not lay on my lap, exceptions being if you are drunk because I totally get that I too pass out on people while drunk.” 

"Meanie." He huffed. "I've murdered people for less. Pssh." He hung his head down from the bed, crimson eyes rolling up to look at the carpet. "Jus' make me feel somethin'?" He glanced over at Ander. "Let's set somethin' on fire~"

[ @painforcain ]   “Ughhhh I’m not a fucking chaise lounge.”  Ander teleports so Cain isn’t laying across his lap. “I have the same face as some fucking guy and he thinks he can walk all over me-” Ander grumbles.  “Look, Cain, buddy. If we are going to be friends the least you can do is not lay on my lap, exceptions being if you are drunk because I totally get that I too pass out on people while drunk.” 

"Meanie." He huffed. "I've murdered people for less. Pssh." He hung his head down from the bed, crimson eyes rolling up to look at the carpet. "Jus' make me feel somethin'?" He glanced over at Ander. "Let's set somethin' on fire~"

Ander is known for his emotions to affect his powers. And usually it manifests as chaotic shapeshifts or rapid teleportation but this time- it took on a more potent form. Ander had been feeling scared and depressed so he stopped coming back to the apartment. He wandered the streets hoping that the lonely feeling would go away. The night sky cloudy and dark and Ander could barely tell where his is. Deep down he knew he should just go home and be with Myrkr, but the other part whispered that he should run away and hide forever. His brain feels like it splits in half and that’s when it happens. The spirit’s body falls to the cold cement of the empty sidewalk and he feels weak. A cackle cuts through the air, cold and hollow. Above Ander stands...well himself, but a twisted, more malicious version. All of him is the opposite Ander. His hair is pitch black, the normally yellow slitted eyes are a blue so light they could almost be white, and Ander’s normally blue toned chaotic clothes were now black and red. “Don’t worry I’ll take care of it, you just...I don’t know...disappear? You know like you wanted to!” The evil Ander steps on his counterparts chest with a sharp heeled boot.  “Wh-who are you?” Ander croaks out, all of him weak. The sinister clone smiles “Why I am Despair and I’m going to go home.”  Despair disappears in a puff of black smoke. Joy pushes himself to a sitting position and tries to teleport home, only to find that all his powers are gone.  As Despair walks down the street he drains the joy from everyone. Happy couples fight, children cry, and Despair revels in it all. Finally, he appears in the apartment. “Myrrkkyyrrr~ I’m home!! Sorry I was being such a mopey bitch, but you know me.” Despair cackles and The apartment becomes a void. The evil spirit summons Myrkr to sit in front of him, and binds him in black chains. “Oh aren’t you handsome!” He cackles, his cold hand brushing Myrkr’s cheek. “I totally get why he’s into you. I’m sure you are super confused, let me make this short. I’m Andronicous Despair and I want to play.” A malicious grin grows across his face as he kneels in front of Myrkr.” 

"I'm neither a prize nor a pet to keep", he growled, his voice low. He opened his eyes to stare up at Despair with a pair of piercingly blue orbs. "Unhand me. Now. I don't want you to touch me."

Ander is known for his emotions to affect his powers. And usually it manifests as chaotic shapeshifts or rapid teleportation but this time- it took on a more potent form. Ander had been feeling scared and depressed so he stopped coming back to the apartment. He wandered the streets hoping that the lonely feeling would go away. The night sky cloudy and dark and Ander could barely tell where his is. Deep down he knew he should just go home and be with Myrkr, but the other part whispered that he should run away and hide forever. His brain feels like it splits in half and that’s when it happens. The spirit’s body falls to the cold cement of the empty sidewalk and he feels weak. A cackle cuts through the air, cold and hollow. Above Ander stands...well himself, but a twisted, more malicious version. All of him is the opposite Ander. His hair is pitch black, the normally yellow slitted eyes are a blue so light they could almost be white, and Ander’s normally blue toned chaotic clothes were now black and red. “Don’t worry I’ll take care of it, you just...I don’t know...disappear? You know like you wanted to!” The evil Ander steps on his counterparts chest with a sharp heeled boot.  “Wh-who are you?” Ander croaks out, all of him weak. The sinister clone smiles “Why I am Despair and I’m going to go home.”  Despair disappears in a puff of black smoke. Joy pushes himself to a sitting position and tries to teleport home, only to find that all his powers are gone.  As Despair walks down the street he drains the joy from everyone. Happy couples fight, children cry, and Despair revels in it all. Finally, he appears in the apartment. “Myrrkkyyrrr~ I’m home!! Sorry I was being such a mopey bitch, but you know me.” Despair cackles and The apartment becomes a void. The evil spirit summons Myrkr to sit in front of him, and binds him in black chains. “Oh aren’t you handsome!” He cackles, his cold hand brushing Myrkr’s cheek. “I totally get why he’s into you. I’m sure you are super confused, let me make this short. I’m Andronicous Despair and I want to play.” A malicious grin grows across his face as he kneels in front of Myrkr.” 

"Where's my Joy? What have you done to him?" Despite being tied up tightly, he didn't seem too troubled. He wasn't an auror for nothing. "I don't know you and I won't play games."

He smiles again “I abandoned Joy somewhere in the streets and he’s slowly dying- but who cares- it will take a long time to kill that old bitch.” He snorts “Poor fucker was just feeling so sad and aloooneee and didn’t want to tell you about it soooo I manifested and THANK GOD I did!” He sits in the chained up Myrkr’s lap and craddles his face “Because now you’re all mine and I don’t have to share!”