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I’m all about human x monster friendships where the human is like “there’s this asshole at work” and the monster is like “should i eat them”
"I can help stop his insanity. My uncle knows spells and medicines that can sooth even the worst mental illnesses. If you would like, I can give you something to give to the boy to protect him."
He sighed softly and smiled a bit. Hopefully he would agree to his help. "Or I can lay down a protection spell to protect him or his mind. What happens if they get the journal? I also have ways of simple protecting it."
Watching, waiting, concealing himself unless otherwise tempted to be revealed. Listening with malicious intention, the Administrator found their conversation humorous, albeit petty. Realms were of no sanctuary to his prey, for drifting between worlds was a concept far younger than he. Where Firebrand sought momentary lodgings would forever be a cursed location as long as he remained marked- an eternity unless the entity deemed him no longer entertaining.
And he was certainly providing amusement, currently.
I̤͡n҉̬͚͇̲t̡̝͇̜͍̥̭͍e̸͖n̥̮͔̳͙͕s̸̝̮̠̼͕̪e ̯̻͔͍͉͜ş̦͇ͅt̲̺̳͙̼a̹̜͓͚͟ṯ̴̜i̩̲͕̪͕̜̞c̹̭̘̹̭̤̘ ́e͔͈̥r͇̲u̶̲̣̺͚̹p̣̝͞t͈̠̀e̠̼̜͈̪̙d͓̬̺ ̩a͏̻̰͕ro̸̱̼͓̼̹͉uṋ̮̮d͏̫͎̺͕͔̥ ͏ţ̦̜͖͉̰͎̗h̞̙̪͕̀e͖̣͜ ̱͔̼̦̮̱̕p̫͎͍̠̣̹͚a͖̱̮̹̖i̭̩̼̝͘r̶.̪͘ ͡
❝ Ah, how I've always despised your kind, meddling in foreign affairs. ❞
A wicked grin would've been prominent if not for the absence of features.
❝ Firebrand, you know better. T͞s̯k̷͍̞,̵̺͇͓͉̩̯̰ ̱t͝s͈k̥͎͍̙̠̙͙ ̘❞
ʼʼ If God really does exist it makes Him only more d i s g u s t i n g in my eyes ʼʼ
Change was something It cared little for; especially if it did nothing in Its favor—such as new emotions tampering with what seemed like eternal bliss and suggestive ignorance on the creature’s behalf. Events of unanticipated dread; even a repugnance towards members of the human race, even a small ounce of fear—though It was not fearful of those seven humans, but what they were made capable of doing, and what Other became present with them. Granted them the impossible, the utterly unthought of. ❝ I’m afraid so—call Me a creature of habit. ❞ A profoundly defining statement of Itself. Why, the very notion of this creature tenanting Its hunting grounds remained a dubious one; then again they established some sort of decorum in the presence of one another. And while It dressed the fool, It wasn’t so easily duped. It would be watching the Slenderman quite assiduously, the way It watched everything that occurred in Derry, like a child peering through a magnifying glass at the fragile little ants. This other creature wasn’t particularly talkative, however It was curious of him. ( you are from the O u t s i d e, are you not? ) Whispered a cognitive voice without gender—or what seemed like a multitude of voices—inquiring of his origin. It understandably assumed this, aware that there were other beings—lesser to the likes of Itself—existing there. A void between the universe and the Macroverse, the todash darkness It simply referred to as the Outside. The darkness which came before the grandiose light show.
Observingwas of his nature, the only habitual performance known of the Slender being. And even then, with mortals certain the absence of eyes failed to imply a lack of vision, not a creature within this realm or his could derive meaning from his actions- aside from malice. Yes, malice, a common adjective shared between the pair. Ignorance prevailed among humans, simply deriving petty meanings behind the unknown.
From this perspective he ascended from the outside, depths of inky blackness which their minds failed to comprehend. A pathetic race was the one compelled to title every phenomenon.
❝ I am. ❞
A simple response, designed only to satisfy a minimal portion of It's curiosity. Though the majority of the entity's silence consisted of uncertainty, never to be admitted, for dialogue venturing to serve any purpose aside from frightening prey was foreign to him.
Observing was of his nature, speaking freely was not.
❝ But you were aware of this already, were you not? ❞
what time was it?
well, it was dark, and when he peaked his head out the window, he couldn’t see a thing.
by guessing, he would say that it was the middle of the night. maybe he’d lurk around the forest for a couple of hours.
it wasn’t like he could be killed (if the threat arises.)
so he stepped out from his home, feeling nothing but the thickness of the air, and set out into the forest.
who knew he’d have anyone lurking behind him.
Branches capered in the relentless wind, conditions which hardly fazed the Tall Man. Elongated fingers curled around bark as a peculiar presence invaded his senses. His territory, often invaded by ignorant mortals, so rarely witnessed the arrival of other legends.
And wouldn't it be impolite if proper introductions weren't made?
Paler than the darkness appeared to permit, a featureless face dominated once desolate surroundings. Remaining a ruthless creature, he was fully equipped to slaughter if a threat prevailed. Until that time, however, he sought to satisfy his curiosity.
❝ what a miserable creation. ❞
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"You.. are the legend known as Slender.. right?'
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Caring not for titles gifted by mortals, the creature refused to spare him a response. How curious the child’s reaction appeared, seemingly not disturbed by his suspicions. Though he possessed an allure to young ones, they so rarely knew him prior. This one was different, and yet, still so
FRAGILE .
❝ i presume no other legend resembles me. ❞