I started a MCSM fanfic last night but right now I'm having fun writing my death boi and the angst his family has lolol
Screw life you can go die in a hole
No one has any idea what I'm talking about ha XD

And hey here's a little bit of my writing for those that don't read my stories and are just here for my art book and this book

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He was getting incredibly tired of this silence and darkness.

He knew his release was soon, he could see it in his future at any moment. He knew as soon as they were free there would be chaos- he was not the only one imprisoned in this dark void. In fact, the outside world would be much safer if the other two stayed in here. One was the intended prisoner and the other, like him, were accidentally caught as well, but the other was controlling and powerful and overall simply not pleasant.

Had their plan worked, none of them would ever have seen the light of day again. Had their plan worked, the outside world would have been safe from his brother forever. And maybe their plan had worked, for a while. But his brother was determined and power hungry, so he found a way to break out and return all of them to see the massacre of every living, thinking, breathing thing in the world.

But Ajal has seen this coming. He had seen their escape and changed the future so that they may have a chance to survive. His touch and part of his power given to one girl that had the instinctual capability to fight the life elemental that wanted to kill them all. Rather ironic, isn't it? This is not the worst that Zhivago has done in his long lifetime.

The man sighed impatiently. He wanted to use his power to speed up the break, but the future changed for the worse if he did. So he waited, like he had been for the past seventy years or so, when his brother had gotten past the point of no return in releasing them all. He wondered if the third person here had given up earlier than he did and allowed this to happen. It wouldn't be above him to do something like that.

There- is that the first pinprick of light? Ajal didn't take his eyes off of the spot. He blink and almost thought he imagined it, until it slowly and steadily grew bigger. It envelopes the dark emptiness he had been housed in for millennia and suddenly he was surrounded by things he never thought to see again:  trees, grass, rocks. He heard a river nearby.

He felt like he was dreaming, his first memories rising to the surface as he vaguely recognized this place. The sky was a fiery orange- sunset. But even in the closing darkness he could make out the three small carvings on a tree what had been turned to stone, petrified. The carvings were in his mother tongue, old and forgotten by the modern people. One read "Zhivago and Ajal" the next "Ajal + Rihanna" along with a heart, and the last had eight names, the three from before and five others.

Finally, he thought, I'm free. And now it's time to go deal with my brother once and for all.

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I will admit this is VERY short, only half of my usual chapter. But I mean this was just a short scene that I guess is like a deleted scene from one of my original stories I have yet to write and it was pretty chill so there wasn't really THAT much to write.

I also made the writing style a little more formal because this character that this is told from isn't exactly going to be using contractions lol. He's got too much going on to be causal. Evil identical twin brother, missing his wife that he hasn't seen in thousands of years, and I wrote the scene that you'd next see death boi in on paper (sorry, spoilers there. Not gonna post it) and whoooooo boy he's about to get a bombshell thrown at him that should be impossible but haha THAT HAPPENED...

Sorry. Makes no sense. My bad.

There might be more oneshots with this POV (Ajal) because he's really fun to write for some reason?? And I kinda want to go into more of my elementals' backstories and Ajal is somehow my favorite of the original elementals

Auf weidersehen!
-Becca 🍀