"You made me feel safe...loved...like- like I could be happy. I just wanted to live happily with the two of you...but then you died, and Diluc-" Crepus felt a cold descend on him. Diluc, right after he had lost Crepus... "Diluc needed something to blame. Otherwise, he...he would just tear himself apart." Kaeya's hand came to rest on one of his. C...
"I don't know why I haven't killed myself yet. I've made plans so many times..." The admission made Crepus feel like crying himself. He didn't want to think of that possibility. Of his little boy taking a blade to his wrist, or swallowing poison, the light slowly fading from his eyes.
A low, pained sound emanated from his throat. Crepus wanted to scream. You are part of this family.
He was planning on leaving for good, Crepus realized with horror. He was so assured that Diluc hated him, that Crepus would hate him, and this was all wrong, all of it- Kaeya wailed. "Oh, Papa, please don't- please- please don't hate- hate me-" Crepus screamed inside the confines of his own body. Kaeya had never called him that. Once, when he was...
No, Crepus thought, overwhelmed by grief. I would never. You stupid boy. Never, never, never. Diluc cried. And cried, and cried, and cried.
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