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Legit don’t know why bel wasn’t ur arch nemesis
y’all are playing 4d chess im playing checkers
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Later: tm:
Backstory
(1) White Love
Senford was actually a pretty happy lad for 9 years! Oh if 9 would mean infinity… He mostly had an early liking of guitar performances, he eventually managed to learn playing it and when always for his birthday, both parents would come home everytime at 10 PM, surprising little Sen with an ice cream cake as the norm and stay late at night to spend more time with him by playing card games like D&D, snacking on junk food and his personal favorite game, especially as they lived in a big house: hide and seek! Even though his childhood is simple, it would’ve been better if it remained this way.
So far… a quiet-loving observer of nature, having a passion for creativity! Well, what else?
(2) Withering Decade
Give a hug, you sweetie pie! Look at you, you’re growning oh my! Be warm as the night of July!
You know the trickery, but so do I!
'Was waiting for the calendar, in the starry night.
Confetti sparks about, times won’t lie.
In smell of lavander, gazing would be right.
But the clock forever goes, “Where are they?”
Will be staying here down below (wondering if they’re coming back), as I lay my head
Forever waiting as my eyes close, there is no way
All alone, all alone
It’s tomorrow long ago
My heart is in a cyclone
Who would have ever known?
I can’t stop assuming a gravestone.
Might aswell go and leave… 
(Senford on his 10th birthday was expecting to be “surprised” as usual on his birthday, however… “suprised” is no longer in quotes. He constantly looks through the window to see if his parents’ car will arrive, but… 10 PM would eventually turn to 2 AM and he was too tired that he feel asleep under the table despite worrying if something happened to his parents. Usually this worry is unrealistic… not this time, cruel that is.)
(3) The Cemetery
Birthday… 10… Time… those are usual words that shouldn’t be spoken about again… he never found out… and the situation didn’t get any better. Sen was taken into the advocate office to give testimony and, He had one grandma, one that doesn’t know how to bake cookies! Without any delays, she adopted Sen and managed to lay her hand on the house. No breathing room put inbetween, everything was done like it was usual, it was unusual even for Sen in his diminished, vulnerable state.
Sen despite having an optimal time to be alone, it was too suffocating to be alone. He spent time more with the new made-to-be parent figure, she made sure to do corporal punishment and mock Sen if he was still mourning and didn’t get over it, how can somebody be so… insensitive?
(4) Cyclone
Senford was no longer a sunshine, Senford developed anger issues for not being able to express his suffering, he would occassionaly draw the memories of his parents in his drawing book, when grandma found this while cleaning up the room, she threw it into the trash and Sen was strangled violently by the neck for acting like a “girl” and that he’s being out of his mind again. He learnt one thing other than the lessons that were attempted to be taught… that she clearly deserved to suffer as much as he does.
Sen during an afternoon before the lights would go out, mad out of his mind because of that incident. Put a brick inside the pillow and and when he could hear her snore… he poured a bucket full of water in a section of the attic directly above grandma’s room!
Grandma not only felt the pillow was being difficult to work with, but now she had to deal with water coming from the ceiling! She went into another living room and threw the pillow down the stairs out of furry (it made a noise too like it was a dumbbell!) and decided to take another pillow, shut the windows to make it pitch black and fell asleep from being exhausted. Sen would quickly go down from the attic, put the brick away. But this feeling, such an unfamiliar sentiment, it’s like… the feeling you get when learning guitar but… this time instead of conquering curiosity, it conquered the sentiment of wraith that was felt for a long long time, finally extinguished for a moment and feeling joy… but this joy was not about positivity… it was like giving your suffering to somebody else to carry. Sen can finally sleep very well at night knowing that even if his suffering isn’t gone all the way, is that at least he can make somebody else to suffer and feel relief.
Sen was charismatic, Sen would spend quality time actually making friends to… you know… allowing fights to happen because of a petty fight between two love birds, creating a massive norm at some point until the mayor stepped in! Something regarding self-harm being a must do because it distracted the person from feeling such stress… or or… just simply hanging out with people with self-confidence problems. Sen, of course, wouldn’t normally give 2 flicks about these people (from Sen’s perspective: yes, they do suffer, but their suffering is superficial and incomparable to his condition), but he felt a strong superiority for seeing how much people would… like be emotion over stuff that Sen didn’t have no problems with! Why would a person get mad over a grade or that they’re… like, been humiliated by the teacher publicly? Sen would never understand these issues, but he decided to accept them.
Sen would mostly smash stuff around the house’s basement, he felt sudden moments of rages when reminencing how things from his past gave him happiness ever since that day (one time, he couldn’t handle the smell of lavender and decided to kill the plant by giving it more water). Nobody visited the basement, especially as it was a storage room. Sen would always keep these negative emotions bottled and release them very violently somewhere else, he understands that emotions can’t go away from being repressed (he could almost not contain his composure when somebody was celebrating their birthday so cheerfully, Sen couldn’t go home back then so he went into the school bathroom and punched a mirror, nobody seen him). Would be more easy if he would feel loved by somebody, would no matter who, but hugs would be never received.
(5) Black Hate
Sen after graduating high school, was pushed forward to be a lawyer because grandma wished Sen to be succesful and carry her into vacations as soon as she retires. But money is not a good enough motivation and he already had plans to do something else. Anything but ta lawyer! A psychologist who sings to children to console them! Or the same as a concertist, if that’s even a word! Or lower than that a pop street singer, to be at the mercy of people, looking if somebody will care! Sen would for the first time, cry in the attic because he can never put an end to this immense pain, not only that he was to put up with what life brought him, he has to put up with what life will bring him. Even if he could make people “carry his suffering”, it didn’t work anymore, it just didn’t feel the same…
Sen didn’t know what to do anymore, he never had anything ever since that day. The most important thing here was the need of being consolated, he never received that ever. In a cloudy atmosphere of suffocating thoughts… Nobody cares, nobody acknowledges and nobody wishes to deal with Sen.
Sen broke parts of the attic window that was fragmented into parts and fair enough, he could stay on the window frame, Sen decided to blow the dust away from what it seemed to be the portraits of the people who loved him… that’s right… only 2 people, his mother and father.
Sen decided to wait until 10 PM, meanwhile grandma’s voice could be heard through the house calling out for her “lovely” Sen as she noticed he went missing but she didn’t matter anymore and never did. Sen with the two portraits held very closely to the chest, jumped down the window and was 20 meters in the air, head first… The rest would be assured in this moment, because he can finally be set free.
But, he noticed that he isn’t falling anymore??? In front of him was a mysterious silver-haired woman sitting on a pink throne, wearing a very fancy red suit. She grabbed his chin calmly and stated she had one very important bussiness deal with him. What could that be?
She humored that she always meets lawyers who are unhappy, but never met one that was already unhappy before becoming one and that “oh well” it makes her job easier. She changes her demeanor to try to be serious, but she would also crack very easily at any humor, but kept her composure and asked:
“I will give you all the love you need, life will become easier and birthdays will remain hidden short chuckle, BUT! Only if you sell your body to me… to do my bidding, of course! Because you have no choise, I can finally present to you the paranormal aspects of demonic interference because if you don’t accept my offer, you will die and still remain miserable or be on MY team and not be miserable.”
Sen, already in a broken state like in the night of the birthday it happened, could only mumble that he just wants not to be miserable.
The devil understood the signal and… splat Sen died from falling as he desired earlier… What happened? Didn’t he just accepted her offer?
The mysteriously devilish girl went inside a separate dimension, jumped away from her flying throne and jumped into the morning of Sen’s 10th birthday, entered his room and quickly tapped his chin twice.
“Okay, great sweetheart, now from 2 people who loves you, increase that number with +1! But anyways. You never knew what happened to your parents, no? Well they died in a car crash, grandma, suprisingly didn’t intend to do this but… she put sleeping pills in your father’s glass of water and made him go asleep while driving. Your mother was waiting in the car this whole time because she has a rivalry with your grandma, mother-in-laws amirite? But your father went to her anyways because well… it’s his mother, even if she did terrible stuff and doesn’t shut up about people, he decided to not cut her from his life.”
“What you need to do here is to tell your father that you want to visit grandma and when you see the glass of water, drink it yourself. Not only it will look cute but- it won’t actually be tragic, you understood my plan? Great, I know you do!”
Sen is too overwhelmed of what’s happening, but knows what he needs to do, but even though he has what he desired forever… he still feels dead inside.
“Dead inside? Well yes, mister narator, that’s what happens if he would go to disobey me, but worry not, we don’t need suffering right now. Howeveer… you see, I can’t fix his anger issues and it worries me that it will mess up my plan but well I can always jump back in time to do something else.”
Sen still doesn’t feel like a sunshine, and feels like destroying stuff when he remembers that right then is his birthday. He spent so much time avoiding these words and hating them with pure passion that when he could finally recover from these traumatic experiences with a flick of the clock, he still can’t. It’s like a permanent plague haunting him.
Reminence of the Present
Sen continue going to high school as same as always, he did the same stuff like when his both parents died?? But even worse??? Sen with the power of the demon given to him via…
“By the way, what is your name?”
“Ahah… sorry for not introducing myself, I was so caught in the moment…, my name is Grandheart, but you can call me Lena.”
Lena… Lena would put Sen to give suffering to specific people to advance the amount of minions that she would get futher in time and laughing that it’s easy to make people suffer because of the social norms put in place, but abruptly she would quickly defend her position that she’s new and that’s why she doesn’t have any people other than Sen to begin with, but that she does her best.
“By the way, considering you’re… a bussinesswoman, right? You will… uh… follow your worker around?”
“Well sweetie, it’s boring to sit in one room when I could see some pranks live action, by the way, did I forgot to mention that you’re the only one that can see and sense me (stop speaking to the wall, darling, and keep moving) because otherwise people will have proof that magic exists? That’s right and that you won’t use your magic sparkly abilities in case people will have proof that magic exists? That’s also right!”
But returning to the topic of doing “best”, Lena felt pity for a particular student for being bullied by male hooligans in the female bathroom and asked Sen if he could pleeeease urgently tell the English teacher that was on the same floor to help the girl out. Sen urgently went straight-ahead while being awfully shocked and terrified of something of this nature happening. The English teacher understood and the students were… actually expelled from school that same day.
“What? Did you think I had the heart to lose a client for the sake of being good? You have quite the imagination dearie, I was simply increasing the size of the workplace, err you know.”
Lena would give many and oddly diverse abilities from the otherwordly dimension. Sen made all the sinks in the school to have increased water pressure and enlarge the faucet’s size to hit the edge of the drain so the water can shoot up into the air, oh speaking of the drain! It also got clogged for sake of convenience. Let’s say that many girls wouldn’t trust getting trapped inside the bathroom ever again while all of their makeup is being dissolved in water.
But after these rounds of shady bussiness activites, Lena would hang out with Sen and seemingly being concerned about his anger issues, but that he’s doing better because the basement is being more… stable since that time swap. Sen uses tactics to derail the subject and focuses on complimenting and trying to be genuienly astonished for her way of being.
“Oh sweetie, don’t you know how old that tactic is to flatter people? But don’t worry, it’s working, now when we first met, were you impressed by my throne? I think it’s too big, I think it’s better if it barely reaches my hips. And was also considering putting a black crown on my head because it would go nicely with my hair.”
Sen after graduating high school and having a long journey with Lena. Lena with a very serious tone, that sounds very unusual because of the humorous aspect of hers.
“Sen… there’s a certain girl that’s not exactly a demon as me but… she has interdimensional powers and is planning to trap people into this place called “Fantasia”… I actually spied her on a while, I think she’s blissfully unaware of how invasive the demonic realm is. I need to…”
Lena interrupts herself, shakes her head and brings her devious smile out.
“Okay, I can’t keep a straight face. So like, I saw an orange-headed person how he told to his grandpa in the hospital, paralyzed to the bed, to clap if he’s proud of him. And I thought that was funny because you-know-he-was-trying-to-be-self-depracating-and-did-a-dark-joke-of-how-his-grandpa…”
“Ahem, anyways, there’s a specific person you got to kill because they will inevitably… destroy… one of my close friends that’s alive, unlike me chuckles. That close friend is going to be an important person of interest related to the government. I’ve spent weeks trying to jump in so many tiring dimension to see who caused my close friend to actually die in front of a podium giving a speech to a large amout of people regarding something very important. And I normally take seconds!”
“Of course.”
…
“T-That’s… I mean yes, I understand that you understand, but I’m in awe of how simple your sentence is… I’ve waited like 6 seconds for you to fi- You know, it doesn’t matter. What I meant to say is that I appreciate that and now let’s go to the place, please remember that it’s a dangerous place and this interdimensional woman won’t allow me to simply be there because it also puts me in alot of danger, so I will communicate to you remotely.”
Now let’s organize what you need before going.
By the way don’t harshly criticize me, I have stage fright
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it’s really fine
even if I lied to you I had zero intention of letting you die to a sabotoger
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it would be much more in character for his nemesis to be someone twenty times his size
it would be more hilarous for it to be the same size as him tho
and able bodied
I must say I really enjoyed all the intrigue happening behind the scenes and I was caught in the middle of it all XD
this rings a faint bell…why am I thinking of arthritis?
Tbh I just assumed you made that up lol
I was extremely wary of you
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My first layer of business was cracking down magnus support beams
Which was you, and other people
Unfortunate that it had to be this way but magnus was literally treating this as survivor and I had zero plans of fucking anyone over and then magnus wants to capture my character
Necro vibes
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pretty sure trochi was colluding with magnus too
im a quick reader
decently good
it reminded me to say something too
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What
You’ve read the part with Lena too?
arthritis doesn’t disable you afaik
it does hurt like hell though
not really
they were in our “freedom fighters” chat but they didnt do anything
also like 3 of the 6 people which were supposed to all be good were neut
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yeah
I think I mentioned it to one of you at some point
i can read a 600 page novel in two hours
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you are missing context behind the scene