[ the jackal knows the stories about when a deity eats the body and soul, how the soul suffers forever from the last experience of pain they came into contact with. will it be the spears, or the crunching, or how the bones snap underneath pressure. it hurts, it will prolong for years on end, it'll be endless, this is a sort of hell that the jackal is unable to free itself from. let him die, let him die, he wants to die, but why does it hurt, why does pain persist past the body?
he's unable to do anything as the monster devours, the world becomes dark, but the pain continues. should someone suffer like this? is this what he wanted?
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it's pure instinct at this point, forcing himself to keep the jewels down knowing that his body is too weak for them. maybe the ruby registers foreign body, the lack of fear, only an hidden, intense hatred, and a need to keep going. desperation, survival, hatred... all sorts of feelings. knowing that the gem was even here means that...
did his other actually do the job? take care of the person who... shadow...
the ruby expands, sharp points digging into his insides, but he understands the feeling is that his body is trying to adjust to what he's eaten. he can't even move, but he know why, especially when his body sometimes feels it's no longer his. sometimes it feels as though it's breaking apart underneath his fur, but then a strong pain registers. his body feels as though there are some gaps, like his arm isn't connected to his elbow, or his wrist as completely vanished, but he can feel his fingers.
what light filters between the cracks allows him to see a little, as though his wrist has faded away, became see through... but he can feel it. ]
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he's unable to do anything as the monster devours, the world becomes dark, but the pain continues. should someone suffer like this? is this what he wanted?
...
it's pure instinct at this point, forcing himself to keep the jewels down knowing that his body is too weak for them. maybe the ruby registers foreign body, the lack of fear, only an hidden, intense hatred, and a need to keep going. desperation, survival, hatred... all sorts of feelings. knowing that the gem was even here means that...
did his other actually do the job? take care of the person who... shadow...
the ruby expands, sharp points digging into his insides, but he understands the feeling is that his body is trying to adjust to what he's eaten. he can't even move, but he know why, especially when his body sometimes feels it's no longer his. sometimes it feels as though it's breaking apart underneath his fur, but then a strong pain registers. his body feels as though there are some gaps, like his arm isn't connected to his elbow, or his wrist as completely vanished, but he can feel his fingers.
what light filters between the cracks allows him to see a little, as though his wrist has faded away, became see through... but he can feel it. ]