#heartbreaking things

Ich habe Angst dass du vereinsamst.

Another one of those fateful evenings, it seemed. And something had always brought this mysterious woman to always find a way for their paths to collide. This time, however, his tenebrous form wasn't as shadowed by the veils of night as before. Instead, he chose to settle comfortably. Arms folded over the legs that had crossed into an X-formation. White locks of hair shadowed his eyes. His smile only curling softly as she made an approach.

" That's a bold statement to assume I even had one. " He snickered with his own humor on the matter, before waving to dismiss his first sentence entirely. " ... I may be mad or possibly demented, but even something like me possessed a heart. A core. A foundation that builds a consciousness and will. " It almost felt as though he were offering a wisdom in answering the process of answering her question.

It would seem his choices would change on this night, though. That maddening grin that many had deemed a mockery began to form a tilted line. A slight of curve in his lips, if you would. His neck adjusted, tilting forward. A ghostly bang of his pelt cast aside, revealing his hollow-like sockets. Within the epicenter, a blue pearl of light appeared, giving visual to those darkened sclera. For a being that feasted on blood and carnage, this was most definitely unique. But the bottom line was... she did ask for what breaks his heart.

" Consistently throughout my life, I have experienced what most consider the category of heartbreak. Pain. Death. Loss. Hatred. Even Love sometimes. " Something about the baritone in his voice transitioned into a fact. It was him, but not him. " But what splinters my heart to shards and pieces so much in my life as when we are born. And we are automatically thrusted a label. A title. A destiny. A fate. An arrangement. It's a load of fucking shit is what it is. " The venom in his words tasted of bile upon it. Disgusted as memoirs flowed in his head, guiding his hatred on it. There was a personal reason for some of it. Not just for himself, but for others involved. " I hate the idea of being stripped of both integral and personality freedom. When your identity isn't who you are but what others believe you to be. And those that are closest are forced into the same category. It isn't just heartbreaking... it's sickening. Those people are just as much monsters as those that maim and feast upon others. For they are devouring the misery they cause as if it were monetary gain. What a fucking joke... "

[[ @haela-balcyan ]]

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