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I’ve never truly considered what happened after death, I’ve never truly thought I would die—I would get killed—but I am contemplating it now. Not for the first time I think back to that day, it was nearly five years ago and I could still remember every second of it. Even that day though was not as horrifying as this one. When staring across a room where I made so many good memories into the eyes of the hunter intent on my death, I had to suppress a shudder. Because that day so long ago, when I'd ran even then I could see a fleck of humanity in my brother’s eyes while he tore everyone, everything apart. It was this part of me, the old, suppressed part of me that couldn’t think of him as a monster. The word was too humane Rhen had been a monster when I’d left, and even so, though I’ll admit he’d had many flaw being bloodthirsty was never one of then. And it was for this reason that I am only now so terrified of death.