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TELL ME THIS ISNT YOUNG! SIMON RILEY. TELL ME RN.
also kyle gallner
From this and this
6 years ago.
Eden space station.
The Tree room.
Simon stood in front of the massive tree, looking up and into the large overseeing branches, leaves moving slightly with the ventilation system. The intertwining ridges and lines of the bark, his eyes tracing and traveling down as he sighs. This would be so much better if there weren't 3 rotting bodies at the base of the tree.
He had asked the gaurds to step out, telling them he needed to pray to the Tree to see if she requested to save someone soon or if she was still processing the last three.
From the looks of it, she might be ready for another in a couple days. A smile came to his face. The rituals were always so nice. Everybody was always so excited and smiley. Work got cut short, people shared their rations, it felt like a party. The one chosen giving their belongings to their loved ones, hugging them goodbye and the one chosen wishing them to rot soon.
It made him calm. The idea of it all. Seconds after swinging the axe was never his favorite part. He always had this split second of guilt. He had known that person.. and now they were gone- but then it was dispelled by cheers and celebration. He was never sad for too long. He was sending them to Eden after all. Once their body fully broke down, they would be free of all hardships. They would get unlimited food to eat and forests to roam.
Still, though.. he wondered if it was true. It's not like he could ask The Father. Questioning the Tree's ability would not only automatically damn him to isolation, lashings, starvation AND have his title as Liberator revoked, but possibly also thrown off for treason. He wondered if he really was saving these people.. or... if he was just...
The thought was interrupted by a bit of argument outside of the door. Walking over, he opens it.
Standing there was a thouroughly pregnant woman with short blonde hair, a shin length brown cloth, and a greyish tan cape that draped her shoulders.
"Adrianna?"
Standing in front of her, hand on his hilt was one of the Tree Gaurds, arguing with her. "For the last time, get lost or ill tell the general!" He growls, but Adrianna rolled her eyes.
"Oh, come ooon. He's my friend, Mak. You know that- oh! Simon, tell him I wont touch it." She says, putting a hand on her belly as she rubbed.
Simon cracked a smile, shaking his head. "She's good, Mak. She knows the rules, and she already has clearance with Officer Carmen."
Mak grunts, his authority being taken lightly. "She's not allowed to be here. She has to get her husband or a sister. Pregnant or not, she's not allowed around men. That includes you!"
Both Simom and Adrianna roll their eyes. Adrianna had been an amazing soilder before she became homebound. If she wasn't pregnant, she'd slam him against the wall right now.
"Mak, you got promoted like 4 days ago. You literally worked with my husband last week. You and I both know he's too busy to accompany me to pray, and Sasha is ill. Do you want me to tell the general you're wishing a pregnant woman to fall ill??"
Mak looked at Simon.
Simon looked at Mak. Shrugging.
Mak bit the inside of his cheek. "..Fine.. but you need a chaperone-!"
Hey, catch!
*Throws a brick at you*
(Lyrics are from DYWTYLM by Sleep Token)
(Both characters are Simon, just past and present)
TW child abuse (Simon ghost Rileyโs childhood)
Simรณn "Ghost" Riley who was once "beautifulโ.
He sometimes remembers as a small child, his mother cupping his face in the low light of the night after a terrifying day around his father.
Her whispering in her broken and horse voice "my beautiful boy" calming him, wiping the fat tears on his baby cheeks occasionally these tears were mixed with blood or the watery eyes were swelled already forming a pair of black eyes.
Those three words though,
"my beautiful boy"
numbed the hum of pain in his small body
helped him take a choking gasp of air trying to calm down, quiet as to not alert his father of his consciousness.
When he got older his father got increasingly more violent towards him and the rest of the family, his mother stopped escaping to his room at night to say those comforting words
Young Simon didn't understand it was because when his mom snuck to his room she was risking herself
He blamed himself, with all these beating came scarsโฆ
Maybe he was no longer her "beautiful" boyโฆ
Was he really ugly enough with these marks that even his own mother couldn't cup his face and wipe his tears?
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