The body was pathetic. Thin, bony, haggard--and the emotion, the rage and fear on his face, was like a spoiled child.
Worthless.
"Worthless piece of--"
He went for it--delivered punch to his other self's gut hard enough for his knuckles to smart and warm blood to spatter onto his own shoulder. It was sickeningly satisfying.
He grabbed the clone's hair and smashed his forehead against its nose, feeling the cartilage splinter and more blood pour down his face. After that, it was mindless--clawing, kicking, whaling on himself with increasing fury.
At some point, the howls of rage turned wet. Tears made tracks through the blood, his own and the other's, unnaturally bright red and smeared on his face.
Wrapped in his dream, he had forgotten Shin's presence.
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He looked up, and into a glassless mirror.
The body was pathetic. Thin, bony, haggard--and the emotion, the rage and fear on his face, was like a spoiled child.
Worthless.
"Worthless piece of--"
He went for it--delivered punch to his other self's gut hard enough for his knuckles to smart and warm blood to spatter onto his own shoulder. It was sickeningly satisfying.
He grabbed the clone's hair and smashed his forehead against its nose, feeling the cartilage splinter and more blood pour down his face. After that, it was mindless--clawing, kicking, whaling on himself with increasing fury.
At some point, the howls of rage turned wet. Tears made tracks through the blood, his own and the other's, unnaturally bright red and smeared on his face.
Wrapped in his dream, he had forgotten Shin's presence.