people had asked scien here if he is a cyborg, made of metal and wiring the way that boothill is. however, even for all the parts of him that are made of those twists of steel and circuitry, he never wanted to stray from being a human. a pitiful, breakable, fragile human under the hands of bourreau.
an executioner finally fulfilling his mission.
the great irony is that even until the moment that lucas's hands came up to scien's head, scien did not pull away from their interlaced fingers.
the mark of the first reliver bleeds and bleeds and bleeds until the sharp motion of lucas's hands severs all thought. scien's abnormally bright pupils dull ever so slightly. god's visit to the mortal plane, consumed by want and desire, ends in his demise.
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people had asked scien here if he is a cyborg, made of metal and wiring the way that boothill is. however, even for all the parts of him that are made of those twists of steel and circuitry, he never wanted to stray from being a human. a pitiful, breakable, fragile human under the hands of bourreau.
an executioner finally fulfilling his mission.
the great irony is that even until the moment that lucas's hands came up to scien's head, scien did not pull away from their interlaced fingers.
the mark of the first reliver bleeds and bleeds and bleeds until the sharp motion of lucas's hands severs all thought. scien's abnormally bright pupils dull ever so slightly. god's visit to the mortal plane, consumed by want and desire, ends in his demise.
scien brofiise is dead. ]