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"You're weak" A familiar, deep, glitchy voice spoke from above him.
He was faintly aware of footsteps approaching. "Just from one hit you're on your knees" 1x1x1x1x mocked, dragging his swords on the floor as he crept closer. "Whatever happened to your fighting spirit, oh great Telamon?" They tilted their head upwards to stare down at the weak form squirming.
"I..." He wheezed out, squinting up at the killer through quick blinks. His vision was swimming, barely able to make out the killer's form and if they were standing still or creeping closer. "I'm bored" He chuckled (though it sounded like a sob) as blood trickled down his lips. "What's the point, right?" His eyes were able to stay open long enough to see 1x1x1x1x tilt their head and take the remark into consideration.
Shedletsky had grown quite bored of the perpetuity of his life. What better way to break out of the repetition than to seek the help of 1x1x1x1x, who seemed to feel the same way?
OrShedletsky somehow ends up braiding 1x1x1x1x's hair
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15 Feb 2026