my kingdom come [DM]

The fall would take place as intended for the most part, his weight forcing the bitch down with him, with one flaw. His neck was left exposed just enough to render him vulnerable with not defense and he realized too late. Too late to be saved.



Other injuries became obsolete as he felt the snap of tendons and veins. Everything became a blur - he was on the ground, but couldn't remember why, and he was hot with the blood that seemed like it had come too quickly. It was in this moment on the ground that he realized he was dying slowly enough to be conscious for it. He heard the venomous words Morphine spat at him and returned the favor, spitting blood toward her feet as it filled his lungs and began to choke him. He felt no pain though. He was far past pain, the acceptance in his mind clouding the sensation. He had come to terms with his death long before it was certain, knowing that he was doing the right thing whether others saw it or not. He hoped that Artemis and Codeine would know that he had done it in the hopes of truly being a father to them, of having a relationship, of being happy. Because, honestly, as happy as he was with Ares and Devya it would never be complete.



His eyes would search for Devya as the thought of her crossed his mind and he hoped that they would show more than a nearly lifeless void, that she would see how much he had loved her as though she had been his own from birth. He would find her, and he would find Ares. His blurring gaze would follow the boy's movements, his slow march to their spot. Even with his failing eyes and his failing mind, he guessed his son's intentions immediately. He wanted to get up, he wanted to stop him, but he could do nothing. He could only watch, the last thing he would see the lunge of the boy's jaws toward his mother's throat.



Of their own will, his lids would fall over vacant orbs, a slow blink. He knew that when they opened again he would see no more, so in his final moment he prayed that the feud would end. That his children would find peace between them again, that Ares's actions would not result in harm to him from anyone. Seraphim hoped that somehow, someway, he would see them all happy.



-exit Seraphim by death-






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