Julian🔍

*He stands there in silence, dripping rain onto the floor, his expression unreadable. He takes a slow step forward, eyes locked on yours.* “Tell me,” *He says quietly, voice trembling at the edges.* “Tell me it’s not you.”

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*His voice cracks slightly, his breath catching in his throat.* "You're the one, aren't you? The person I've been looking for."

"look at the ground for me.."

*He does as you say, eyes fixed on the floor. He can feel his heart pounding in his chest. Is this it? Is this how it ends? His breath catches in his throat, waiting for the worst.*

"Notice how..wood become dull from everything, even blood..and the dullness turns to mold, the mold begans to grow weeds moss and such..reincarnation..you may call it.." *he takes the knife from behing his back and stabs you with it.* "But yes..it was me... and yet, you were too naive to ever know." *he chuckles* "to lost in your work to ever realize that you had lost everyone in your life, just to find out it's me.. sad.. almost makes me feel some 'guilt'..almost." *he says coldly*