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‎ ‎ 【 ᴛʜɪꜱ ʀᴇᴠᴏʟᴜᴛɪᴏɴ 'ʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴛᴇʟᴇᴠɪꜱᴇᴅ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴘɪᴄᴋᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ 𝙒𝙍𝙊𝙉𝙂 ɢᴜʏ. 】 ‎ ‎ ‎

“quiet down, druggie.” he says, eyes still focused on the book as his fingers pry through each page. contents reading of a capitalist couple adorned in devilish wealth, a duo of a swordsman and a succubus who worked part-time as streamers and two cowboys who, no matter the job, would always manage

“you wouldn’t have to suffer or grieve.” he interrupts. . . . a deep inhale. before releasing a sigh of defeat. “i can’t ever win with you. you are lucky i ain’t ever thought about erasing you from this existence, babe.” once again, he begins to hover off the ground. moving forward.

“you stupid.” pinching the bridge of his nose yet again.. “stubborn, stupid ass motherfucker…” groaning. did he really have to explain this too? “and then what? make the broken timeline even more convoluted?” he looks to the readers, shaking his head in disappointment.

“girl, get your grimy ass hands off my desk.” the omnipotent man snaps his fingers, the desk disappearing beneath the woman, causing her to fall to the ground. a sigh, fingers pinching the bridge of his nose as begins to hover over the cobbled floor. he slowly moves towards logan, an annoyed glare

as the door slowly swing open, the junkie wanders in. a dark room suddenly becomes ignited with torches made from souls of those who hadn’t broken promises and deals, of those who had crossed the owner of the nightclub. the doors close behind logan as scattered books across the floor raise and