you become what you hate

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"Speech!"

Mac sure as hell wasn’t going to miss this. Slipping past the wolves beginning to gather, the boy had loyally followed his brother all the way to the place of the challenge; his blind eye shimmered an ungodly bright glow as a grin crept across his lips, taking a seat near Medusa and Redrum.

Ghoul’s victory would all but determine where the cow-spotted boy would venture — if he lost, back to Insomnia they went. Or maybe Ghoul would leave and he would follow. If Ghoul won, now..he’d follow him. He followed his sibling everywhere. They were practically joined at the hip. Nothing trumped his desire to be where his family would go. His only family, now.

He also wondered if that guy who blinded him would be there — but you know what? He could be civil. He wouldn’t put up a fight. He already had his sick scar, and there was no need for more.


"Let’s go, bro!" Mac cackled. Oh he wouldn’t miss this for the world.