Suck it up Buttercup

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( also, sorry if art is unwelcome here. i intended for her to come in and disown novo, and leave, but i didn't want to put it all in one post + i assume that cat or novo might flip their shit idk sorry but it's about time art realizes her family mooches off of her xD )

? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? he had been silent during her offer, denying his own opportunity to thrive beneath the reigns of supremacy she no longer desired to possess. it had been quite uncharacteristic of the elysius boy to reject the proffered crown and the authority it symbolized; and yet, she had not questioned his desires to remain nameless -- a N O B O D Y. though the curiosity lingered within the decadent chasms of her mind, for it had been their birthright to remain ambitious, to seize power betwixt covetous paws { and were that not the standards he had been holding her to? } however, she had supported the discarding of her superiority with viable reason and had retired from her golden throne with fair warning to her acolytes unlike the previous instance of abandonment; but still, he had forsaken her like the others. for if the elysius monarch does not play the role of a diligent benefactor for those blessed with her given surname, she is completely useless, no? NO -- it is THEY who are the negligent, and she who is the e n t i t l e d. palpable fury sears through iron veins as the phantom deity approaches the domain of her lowly adversary while she trails her brother?s route, the overwhelming aroma of the negligent silver prominent enough to make the tyrant gag out of sheer repugnance. and yet, she withholds the increasing urge to reveal her looming presence as she witnesses the betrayal of her remaining sibling, upper lip unfurling to expose the gluttonous incisors that had once eviscerated for his sake as the pitiful queen emerges from her misted crypt. digits individually flex in a poor attempt to channel her rage into the earth beneath her paws as triangular ears frantically careen atop the skewed slopes of her pallid crown, attentive to the encounter unfolding mere meters away from where she has concealed herself. and yet, the deity is coaxed into exposing herself to the duo as mindless insults cascade from her brother?s poisoned lips, a guttural snarl wrenching free of ravenous jaws as she diverts her focus upon her insipid sibling. ?weak,? she repeats incredulously as wry chortles cascade from velveteen lips, regarding her sibling with the frigidity of her mismatched gaze as she lays waste to the distance that separates the two elysiuses from one another. ?you call me weak, yet you?ve no achievements to your name, boy. you are merely bestowed with a name that i?ve glorified with my own efforts.? her arrogance is tangible, and yet, her statements are irrefutable. she is the glorified paladin, the undefeated tyrant queen! and he, the undeserving parasite. ?but no more, no...? she begins, the impulsivity of anger intercepting rational thought as she registers the hurt her brother has inflicted unto her -- though her countenance reflects naught but raw fury as her abstract gaze bores into his own cerulean. ?you are not mine. you are not an elysius,? is the venomous claim that infiltrates the momentary silence, jaw clenching as her own statement sinks in. vehement fury begins to dissipate from her marred visage as silence encumbers her battered form, pupils averting from her brother?s own as her breathing rate grows sluggish and the adrenaline ebbs away from her interior. ?the elysius do not betray, and they do not wallow in namelessness as you have,? she spits. ?-- and they never will. not again.? for it is her own children that will be taught of familial devotion and upholding their legacy; the current elysius generation { aside from herself } clearly had not been engraved with the values their mother glorified.