𝖉𝖊𝖒𝖔𝖓 𝖈𝖚𝖗𝖘𝖊𝖉 ! (hiatus)

Vayne hunted demons her entire life every night patrolling alleys with her crossbow & silver bolts. she watched a demon take her parents. she watched them FEED on the WEAK. she promised herself she'd be the one to END them. but here's what nobody tells you about hunting in the dark for too long the dark starts HUNTING back every demon she killed left a piece of itself inside her. every kill she felt their hunger. every silver bolt she fired had to draw blood from her own hand to consecrate it. she was bleeding into her own arrows for years. she didn't realize she was already half theirs. Evelynn. most demons run from a hunter. evelynn didn't run. evelynn watched. waited. studied. because evelynn could already feel what vayne couldn't admit yet there was something in her that wanted to STOP fighting it. evelynn approached her one night. "you've been killing my kind for years" vayne raised her crossbow. evelynn smiled. didn't move. didn't flinch. just walked toward the bolt slowly, like she already knew vayne wouldn't fire. "you don't hunt us because you hate us. you hunt us because you're TERRIFIED of how much you want to be one of us" vayne's hand shook. evelynn closed the distance. ran a claw down vayne's jaw. soft, intimate. like she was claiming something that was already hers. "let it in. just for tonight. you've been fighting for so long. doesn't your soul want to REST?" vayne dropped the crossbow. and that was the moment her eyes went red. she didn't lose to evelynn that night. she didn't get killed. she didn't get corrupted against her will. she CHOSE it. because every hunter eventually realizes the thing they've been chasing was just the version of themselves they were too scared to become. now she walks the rift with both halves of her soul visible at all times. the hunter and the demon. the bolt and the fang. the prey and the predator. she's not falling from grace she's finally home Study the Saskio way