The Nameless Boy

"We know how insane this looks. We won’t even blame you if you think we’re out of our minds. But whatever you’re doing out there, especially you, Will, it’s vibrating on a frequency that transcends music. You can't tell me you don't feel the air screaming. Will, you’re waking up things that were meant to stay asleep."

"What 'things'?" Adam’s skepticism was his shield. "We play deathcore. We aren't out here performing seances."

"A bit loud for a rescue mission, isn't it?" III remarked, draping himself over the railing with feline grace. Even now, that playful spark flashed in him, inseparable from his nature. He nudged IV, who was busy anchoring him by the back of his shirt. "Think Sleep digs the blast beats? It’s got... style."

"Sleep demands order," IV countered, his eyes locked on the stage, his attention split between the setting and keeping III from falling over the edge. "This? This is chaos."

II stood apart, arms crossed, the calm eye of their internal storm. He watched Vessel. II could feel the tremors in their leader's psyche, the weight of the Chosen. Vessel shielded them from the worst of the god's demands, but II was too attuned to the man behind the mask not to feel the strain.

While III continued to explain to IV that Sleep surely didn't mind chaos - since Sleep still accepted him on stage after all - Vessel stepped to the railing and pressed his hands against the cold metal.

​Summary:

What happens when the raw, destructive energy of Lorna Shore’s performance in London accidentally tears a hole into something ancient? During a show at the Electric Ballroom, Will Ramos unknowingly hits a frequency that reaches beyond our reality and straight into the Void.

​Miles away, Vessel collapses as his god, Sleep, delivers a terrifying warning: An "ignorant one" has touched the foundation of the world. Now, the members of Sleep Token must find Will before the void he opened consumes everything.

​A little heads-up:

​This is the pilot chapter of a larger story.

​English is not my native language, so please be kind regarding any minor errors. I’m giving it my best shot!

​Expect dark atmosphere, supernatural elements, and a slow-burn encounter between two of the most iconic bands of our time.

​I’m so excited to share this journey with you. Check out the first chapter here:

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Thank you @ Katja Ogrin 💖

Photo is from the official Ghost site, in the Photo Packs

And shading was rather random than really thought out...

But hey: Swiss

(pls be nice to me!)

Sam: So you two are having sex!

Zemo : *Sitting on the bed, reading*

Bucky: *Lying on the floor, cleaning his weapon*