>>58996450Will you draw cynthia's fate or what
They lay in silence for what felt like hours, listening to the gruesome symphony of their own dissolution. The pain was a constant, but it had become a background noise, a terrible new normal. Their thoughts turned inward, to legacies extinguished.
My Gardevoir… will she be released? Or will Plasma take her? Diantha’s mind reeled. My fans… they’ll wonder what happened. They’ll make up stories. They’ll never know I ended up as… as this.
Dawn, Cynthia thought, a fresh lance of pain sharper than any acid. My bright, brilliant Dawn. They’ll come for you next. Or they’ll twist you. Use you. I failed you. I failed everyone. Sinnoh… I was your shield. And now I’m just… fuel.
The Seviper’s body shifted again. It was moving, slithering. Aldith was on the move. Cynthia could hear her humming a tuneless, happy melody as she walked alongside her monstrous partner.
“We’ll find a nice, secluded spot to rest and let the process complete,” Aldith said, her voice cheerful. “Somewhere deep in the woods, where not even a stray Pidgey will disturb us. You know, it’s funny. Not a single wild Pokémon has come to investigate. Not one. They sense Sevvy’s power. They know what happens to those who interfere. Even the Pokémon of this region have abandoned their beloved champion.”
It was true. Cynthia had hoped, in some deepest corner of her heart, that the wild Pokémon she’d always respected might sense her distress. But the forest was silent. They were truly, utterly forsaken.
The slithering stopped. The Seviper coiled, the movement jostling the stomach’s contents violently. Cynthia and Diantha were rolled together, their bodies folding into an even more entangled, inseparable knot. Diantha’s face was buried in Cynthia’s neck, Cynthia’s chin rested on Diantha’s head. Their last scraps of lingerie finally gave way, disintegrating into fibrous strands that floated in the chyme around them.
