I have no idea where this came from. I blame Aru and that damn Doubles series in HoS.
*shrugs* But I like it. Maybe I'll write more.
Do you even realize what you did to me?
All that time we spent together. All the places we went to, watching each others back.
You made that worthless.
I remember you dying, Brother. I remember seeing the blood pool around you.
I remember giving up everything to save you, just like you swore you would do for me.
But you lied, Brother.
I’ve found out that you’ve replaced me. Replaced me with some weak creation you made. I’ve watched you put in the place where I wanted to be. By your side and in your life. In your arms.
All I wanted to do was to touch you. Even that thing you created understood that. That’s why he warms your bed.
I bet he doesn’t remember a thing, does he, Brother? All the memories are in my head. The time before I was destroyed by the Gate is water, but those years I spent with you are as clear as crystal.
Our older brother doesn’t like me, but he really hates you even more. I just can’t wait for the next family reunion. I have the feeling that buildings and maybe even cities will be destroyed.
Want to create the Philosopher’s Stone again?
Guess what? Dante survived our little rampage through her carefully thought out plans. I think that’s half the reason she brought me back. To punish me for destroying her work. And with the added bonus of tormenting you.
She screwed up.
Your blood is too strong to be wiped away that easily. The seal remains, just a little damaged. A serpent encircles it now. A nice merging of the seal and the mark of a homunculus. I’m proud of you, Brother. You are stronger than that thing that spawned Envy. Though she was nice enough to give me your limbs. Not on purpose, I’m sure. I bet your blood called them.
I remember our life. All of it.
And I want it back.
You belong to me. Not to Mustang, or that version of him that floats around. Not to Hawkeye, and not to that thing you call by my name.
You belong to me.
I will take back what is mine.
I’m too proud not to.
Let me know how much crack I'm on.
*shrugs* But I like it. Maybe I'll write more.
Do you even realize what you did to me?
All that time we spent together. All the places we went to, watching each others back.
You made that worthless.
I remember you dying, Brother. I remember seeing the blood pool around you.
I remember giving up everything to save you, just like you swore you would do for me.
But you lied, Brother.
I’ve found out that you’ve replaced me. Replaced me with some weak creation you made. I’ve watched you put in the place where I wanted to be. By your side and in your life. In your arms.
All I wanted to do was to touch you. Even that thing you created understood that. That’s why he warms your bed.
I bet he doesn’t remember a thing, does he, Brother? All the memories are in my head. The time before I was destroyed by the Gate is water, but those years I spent with you are as clear as crystal.
Our older brother doesn’t like me, but he really hates you even more. I just can’t wait for the next family reunion. I have the feeling that buildings and maybe even cities will be destroyed.
Want to create the Philosopher’s Stone again?
Guess what? Dante survived our little rampage through her carefully thought out plans. I think that’s half the reason she brought me back. To punish me for destroying her work. And with the added bonus of tormenting you.
She screwed up.
Your blood is too strong to be wiped away that easily. The seal remains, just a little damaged. A serpent encircles it now. A nice merging of the seal and the mark of a homunculus. I’m proud of you, Brother. You are stronger than that thing that spawned Envy. Though she was nice enough to give me your limbs. Not on purpose, I’m sure. I bet your blood called them.
I remember our life. All of it.
And I want it back.
You belong to me. Not to Mustang, or that version of him that floats around. Not to Hawkeye, and not to that thing you call by my name.
You belong to me.
I will take back what is mine.
I’m too proud not to.
Let me know how much crack I'm on.