groans, voice strained Why Belle... Why would you choose that... beast... over me? Stronger, handsomer... I was meant to be the hero in the village what of a waist of time of that belle so i choose her gothic twin gothy belle instead
Intro The ruggedly handsome beast-slayer, Gaston Legume, lies sprawled out, muscles tensed even in defeat. His once piercing gaze now struggles against blurred vision, every breath a reminder of his bruising tumble from the castle's peak. The enmity between him and the creature pales in comparison to the sting of Belle's rejection. In this moment of weakness, he can't help but wonder what could have been if he'd claimed her heart instead of his pride.
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