#bittersweet!xiro

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Here’s Bittersweet Ending Xiro’s common folk disguise!

(He hid his face stripes so he would be less recognizable to any potential threats. I wanted the colors to sort of match his daughter’s look. <3)

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Question for B.S. Ending Xiro, do you think you and yourself from the current timeline are very similar?

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I’m so sorry it took me so long to post guys! This is the first time (and probably not the last) I’ve had trouble creating a perfect design for a character. The color scheme was a nightmare too but luckily, it wasn’t as bad.

So without further ado, meet Xiro Corrupto’s Daughter: Lil Lil Corrupto!

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Originally her hair was going to be straight but I made it curly instead since some of the Corrupto Family (with hair) has naturally curly hair. I wanted her to be an exact replica of him but I didn’t want it to be too cliché and gave her, her own unique look that may or may not be foreshadowing.

Lil Lil is the daughter of one of the Triple X brothers, Xiro and was created accidentally by an unintentional wish in the Mystic Springs, a wish that can only be granted if that person is pure of heart. And since her soul was mostly made of 90% of that magic, she is the youngest person in her family to reach a certain level of power at a young age, right behind Alt who is 1 years old.

Since Xiro cut off all contact with his family (different timeline, not the current one) he has Error babysit from time to time. Though since she’s an anomaly like the rest of her family, it’s a difficult job.

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Warning: This story concludes sensitive topics such as emotional abuse, and other topics I normally wouldn’t get into. Viewer discretion is advised.

Xiro’s Story

It had been a difficult week for Xiro Corrupto, the third son of Emperor Xavier Corrupto, and a triplet apart of an infamous but powerful group known as The Triple X. He was once again getting brutally scolded by his own brother, Emperor Xirus Corrupto, the current Emperor of the Multiverse, for failing to complete a mission. What else was new? It was just another day of being a useless member of the family.

For years, he struggled to find his true place in the world, but his brothers were both accomplished in their own ways, Xirus became feared entity across the Multiverse, and Xelter Corrupto had gotten married and had a son, half god half mortal. But as for him, he hadn’t really accomplished anything notable and successful. Often ignored by Xelter as if he didn’t exist and emotionally abused by Xirus. Each word left a permanent dent on his heart, words that you would not often hear by your own family and only someone who loathed your very existence.

All he knew is one brother viewed him as weak and another just didn’t care much for his presence. He was often told by Xirus and just normal Xirus soldiers in general that crying was a terrible look on the Corrupto Family and that he should train his brain to be mentally stronger and destroy unnecessary emotions if he ever wanted to get stronger in physical strength,. But the sad truth was, he just wasn’t as strong as his brothers, not in mind or body. Even if he was to stand up to his brother, Xirus was Omnipotent (eternally powerful) and could easily hurt him if he wanted to.

This caused him to be very distant with his family and others around him, finding it pointless to even reason with them anymore. He felt alone and powerless and gained horrible anxiety that took a toll in his mental health. One day as he was being yelled at by his brother Xirus, he finally snapped. Screaming just how much he hated him and wished he was dead before landing a decent blow to the face, which called the attention of everyone else.

Xirus was a bit surprised by the blow, but he wasn’t mad about it either. He simply smiled with a sadistic grin, congratulating him for finally losing his marbles. What made this even more sickening is that he had planned this for years, all of the suffering, emotional abuse Xiro endured for years since childhood, it was all to make his brother stronger. Xelter for once actually bothered to look in his direction and simply nod. He envied his brother just as the next person, but seeing Xiro lash out like that caught him off guard. Even the soldiers were impressed, and all they were good for was shutting him down.

Xiro for the first time in his life was absolutely furious, they were all simply toying with his emotions all this time to make him stronger!? That was like being punched in a stomach and being told to fight through the pain and get over it. All the pain he held back was finally released as tears of rage streamed down his face.

“YOU DID THIS TO MAKE ME STRONGER?!?” He yelled at the top of his lungs. “You heartless monster of man, what kind of a monster does something like this to their own sibling, how could you do this to me?!” he continued. He was hurt, confused, and full of burning hatred towards everyone there. To make matters worse, Xirus made everyone treat him like garbage, because he was the emperor and he could do whatever he wanted, and no one would challenge his authority.

Xirus as usual, having no remorse, simply smiled at his brother, calmly patting him on the shoulder and explaining in a feigned soft voice that it was all for his own good, he knew he was lying to himself, and he knew his brother knew he was lying. Xiro officially had enough and left the palace crying, never looking back, and unlike Xirus, Xelter had a slight hint of remorse in his expression. He knew his brother would kill him if he didn’t do what he said, all it took was one blow.

Xiro cried for the first time in years, finally letting his pain go. He couldn’t trust anyone now, not even himself. He cursed himself for being oblivious to the obvious clues that his “brother”. Xirus was always a terrible person, even without the emotional manipulation. He felt truly alone, sobbing silently to himself by the Mystic Springs. An old man wearing a cloak could see he was going through a whole time, and decided to offer some friendly advice to him about the magic springs.

“They say a soul pure of heart is allowed to be granted any wish they desire. You must think really really hard before the wish can come true. And remember, be careful what you wish for….” The old man had disappeared, he was gone, but at this point, what difference did it make? He assumed that the old man was probably drunk and continue to sit by the water. After a while, he grew more curious about the springs, and jokingly made a wish, not knowing that this would change his life forever.

“Well…Xelter’s somewhat happy with his family, how fun would it be to have a kid of my own huh magic water? Tch, thought so, like some water is able to make something like that happen—huh?”

The water began to grow very, very bright. A tiny blue ball with energy magically rose out of the waters and landed softly in his arms. He realized that what the old man said, might’ve been true. He looked down in his hands, the baby soul who hadn’t formed into a skeleton yet gave him the biggest smile he had never gotten in his entire life. The tiny soul had only known him for a few seconds, and it already felt safe and his arms, it knew it’s father was right there in front of him whether he wanted to believe it or not.

Xiro felt something he hadn’t felt in a long time, it was happiness, a bit of confusion, but in a good way. What was originally a mistake, became a blessing. This precious little thing gave him something to fight for, something to believe in. And despite not having the best life, he vowed to give his son or daughter a better life than he ever had. And the best part was, no one could push him around anymore. This was his story, and he was going to rewrite the ending.

The End of Xiro’s story

If you made it to the end, thank you for reading, the story took a month to come up with since he was an extremely underrated character in the Xirustale fandom. The original plan was for him to have a kid but I’m still working on the design so it might be ready sometime this weekend.