#DONT CRACK THÉ FUCKING MARBLE YOU SIX EYED BUG

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HhhhhhHhHhHHhHhHhH THAT FIRST SENTENCE HIT ME LIKE A POUND OF BRICKS I DONT EVEN

hhhhhhHhhhhhh DONT SQUISH THE MARBLE

‘His soul is tucked safely in the space just below his collarbone.

He knows it likely won't remain there long.’ HNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN

FUCK YOU DANIEL YOU EVIL FUCKIN GIRAFFE

HHHHHHHHHHHHHHNNNNNNNNNNNN

A Learning Experience (Gore tw)

A deafening pop, and the tilting of the jar were all the warning William got before his soul was unceremoniously dumped onto a table. His smoke curled around the marble-sized orb, the inner light flickering like a frantic heartbeat. Warm hands scooped him up, rolling his soul from palm to palm before cupping it. It made his heart skip a beat. “Rise and shine, William. It’s time for our first experiment. I need you to pull yourself together for me.”

The sickeningly sweet tone made William not want to listen in the slightest, so he remained still. But then one of the hands tightened, and William felt the glassy surface of his soul start to give, and frantically started trying to find his shape again. The smoke grew, pluming out and swirling as he willed himself into existence for the archangel who took him. By the time he’s done, he’s kneeling on the floor, the bruises from his initial struggle still fresh and his arm grasped firmly in Daniel’s hand. His soul is tucked safely in the space just below his collarbone.

He knows it likely won’t remain there long.

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