||; Hi

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The Mark sings in response– a song of sin and souls. Cain narrows his eyes at Roo– this /isn't/ his mother, and he /knows/ it. “ You'd fuckin' know, wouldn't you? ” Cain practically hisses in response.

Until it bites you in the ass, that is.

“ You /aren't/ my mother. All you're doin' is wearin' her face. ” His usual instinct to step back is overridden by his subconscious desire to be close to his mother.. A curse, in this instance.

At that, he backs away. “ /No/. You /don't/ get to use me to hurt her. ” Cain spits, venom drenching his words. “ Talk all you fuckin' want– spin any tale– I don't care. Your black heart ain't foolin' /shit/. ”

||; 💭 full-demon form Cain as some sort of manticore-gryphon thing. WITH ☝️ the wings of a raven.

||; # gettingthere.

||; 🧎‍♀️ I need to start actually writing again.

And for what 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 did he slay him 𖤠 Because his deeds were 𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋 , and his 𝖇𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫'𝐬 were 𝐑̲𝐈̲𝐆̲𝐇̲𝐓̲𝐄̲𝐎̲𝐔̲𝐒̲ 𓈒