*nanika's declaration of love rattles around killua's addled brain as he watches her feast on his vital flesh through fading double-vision, unable to feel anything in return but sickening agony. he winces as she chews through the fatty gland clinging to the dregs of the organ, wishing he'd thought to separate the two when he'd yanked out the kidney but knowing it's far too late for regrets. she's already gulping down the essence of his terror with a pleased smile on her bloodstained mask, nearly finished enjoying her birthday gift.
he can feel the absence of it inside him as it disappears down her throat, a space hollowed out by pain that's quickly filling up with spilled blood, leaking out through the gaps in his trembling fingers. with a feverish shudder he slips his hand back into the wound to pinch shut the artery itself in a desperate attempt to extend the time he has left, feeling it throb feebly between his fingers in a doomed march toward his death. all he can do now is trust in nanika to grant his wish, as she always has.*
nanika... *he croaks, struggling to keep the words in his head, on his tongue.* could you... heal me?
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Date: 2023-10-24 05:15 pm (UTC)he can feel the absence of it inside him as it disappears down her throat, a space hollowed out by pain that's quickly filling up with spilled blood, leaking out through the gaps in his trembling fingers. with a feverish shudder he slips his hand back into the wound to pinch shut the artery itself in a desperate attempt to extend the time he has left, feeling it throb feebly between his fingers in a doomed march toward his death. all he can do now is trust in nanika to grant his wish, as she always has.*
nanika... *he croaks, struggling to keep the words in his head, on his tongue.* could you... heal me?