Azuretime Fic!!!

Yes this is mine. It's yummy and I love it >:) This is unfinished and the majority of it is written from the perspective of two time. Some Trigger warnings: Gore, Gay, Angst DON’T KILL OTHERS FOR A SECOND LIFE, ITS FICTIONAL I wake, excited to see Azure, my heart, the only thing that keeps me going other than the glorious Spawn. But today is the day I must forsake Azure and his trust. The holy Spawn has told me I must sacrifice him to get a second life, and the all-powerful Spawn is always right. It is late in the afternoon as I walk to their house, and open the door to Azure’s home. “Good afternoon, Nightshade! Quite lovely to see you.” Azure says as he sees my face. He greets me with a smile and a lovely bunch of nightshades, like his nickname for me. “Thank you, Azure.” I smile, Azure always does this, yet it never gets old, and I can’t help but take them everyday. “Nightshade, I was wondering if you’d like to go out into the field with me? I think all the nightshades have bloomed there.” Oh, Azure, to spend this last day with you would be nothing less than a dream. “Of course, Azure , I’d like nothing less.” We walked out to the woods and wandered for hours until we reached the field. It felt so quick I swore time was speeding so fast I couldn’t hold it with me. The field was bloomed and nightshades in every shade of purple lined it. Azure came up to me and gave me a large hug as I readied my dagger, “Nightshade, I wanted you to know-” His voice cut off as I drove my knife into his chest. Azure fell, gasping for air, his purple blood leaked out onto the flowers surrounding us. “AZURE IM- What have I done to you..” I twisted the knife even though I regret every second of it. “AAAGH” Azure screeched. Hot tears ran down my face, “Azure please.. I can’t not do this..” I gripped his hand hard, but his grip was losing force. Azure managed to choke out a few last words “ Don’t cry my Nightshade, what I wanted to say– w-was, I love you-” His grip loosened as his face fell, I did it, Azure is dead, but at what cost? I lost my love and my will to live.. “TWO TIME, GET UP, HE’S COMING RIGHT AT YOU” Gasping, I woke up. I must have fallen unconscious in the round. Thank the spawn I hadn’t died yet. “AGH!” I felt a tentacle wrapped around my neck and looked up to see.. Him. My Azure, the same eyes, but filled with a hate and disgust so terrible it made my heart hurt. “My Azure I-” “I’ve told you many times, you don't deserve to call me that.” My Azure, my only one, he hates me… I was slammed into a wall and felt my life draining. I took out my dagger and did what I only could, stab Azure. “Shedletsky, Guest, Chance, please keep Azure in that spot for a bit.” Azure’s grip on my neck loosened, and I was able to get out. “Azure, I’ve missed you so much, and it hurts me so bad. I love you more than is possible, and I wish I’d never done what I’d done to you, even if the almighty spawn were to punish me for it, I’d die a thousand times for you, and I wish we could be together once more. I’ve tried to die here every day, I can’t, I can’t get back to you. I know you have to kill me, but it hurts when the one you love so much just kills you over and over, and then I stab you over and over..” I couldn’t finish, my words swelled in my throat and stopped there. “TWO TIME, WE CAN’T HOLD YOUR EX HERE MUCH LONGER” Chance yells as they fires his last shot. Azure stands back up, bleeding bad, but still well able to fight. He doesn’t even bother to glance at the other survivors, Azure’s eyes were dead set on me. His eyes weren’t furious though, they seemed pained, even if they were angry. Azure looks at me, opens his mouth as if to say something, and then I get sent back to the cabin. I drop to the floor, clutching my shirt as if my heart were to fall out of my chest. We could’ve maybe have been happy, maybe at least talked more.. But I always get sent back to this spawn-forsaken place. (Azure POV) What was that..? Nightshade actually tried to have a civil conversation? Pathetic. But if it was so pathetic, why does it hurt me so badly? That puny nightshade ended my life, I should feel nothing against them except rage and hate. What they said, though, I think that was real… Do they love me, and do I love them? My hatred washed slowly away as I thought over the words they said.