Hestia's Blood [Dreamnoblade/Dnb]

Chapter 19.

hi so tw: this chapter will contain slight mentions of rape, omw to fill this place up w angst 👍
3rd Person POV:

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Why are humans this way? So fragile, so brittle and easy to fall over like leaves dragged away by the wind.. should they even deserve to live? Techno couldn't help feeling that- even though these overpopulated species have been here since the beginning of gods, it's sometimes a shame that they die so easily.

You can even rip them open to show their ribcage, and even though that'll lead to death, all of these organs are still struggling to maintain an impractical body alive. All of these organs will go to waste...

It's almost amusing, how easy it is to kill a human.

What was Techno thinking about again?
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His body jerked out of the sudden as he opened his eyes, his thoughts got carried away like a bottle in the sea which was finally washed off on the shore. Techno's eyes were hastily searching through his surroundings, and for a second he was about to get up if it wasn't for the arm wrapped around his torso, and Dream's head also leaning on his shoulder.

They sat under a tree with a blanket underneath, over their shoulders there was a red cape with a white fur trim. Currently, it is dark outside with a lighter hue and the sun is almost about to wake up aswell, by the looks of it it's probably around 4-5 am.

Techno couldn't sleep just as always so he spend his time thinking, or rather philosophising again. His mind is an incredibly dark chamber, he's never known what is it to find your "happy place". That's why his thoughts were so somber just now, sometimes he just couldn't rid himself of these morbid thoughts, the melancholic questions such as which one did he use to dread more, the echo or the answer? He doesn't appear to have a complex personality, but his mind is more detailed than he has ever thought i'd be. He stores so many thoughts in this archive of his, recently he found himself thinking about Dream besides the other thoughts as if he's the dessert after a horrible meal, one that not even your polite guests would lay their hands upon.

He then got reminded of what happened just earlier, just about an hour or two after whatever the fuck argument happened, he was relieved to realise Dream came back again. But not in great spirits, he was ranting the moment he came in through the window, about something like Puffy lying to him and all, and he seemed pretty upset about it too. After a bit of time Dream calmed down and basically just dragged Techno away from the pressure of having to stay in his bedroom all alone, unlike Sally and Will sleeping together during the Fall, which is a new thing now.

Techno felt the need to pity and comfort this tulbured soul, like a gentle god. Except he's nowhere near gentle, or atleast he wasn't supposed to be. Sometimes Tech thought he was just meant to be a murderer, the blood was destined to be spilled on his hands and he always had to make the tough calls, after all nobody else does. It wasn't an easy job for him to take, because he recently found he has feelings.

It's almost funny for him, because he lived the beginning of his life being at a loss of emotion. But- it's pretty obvious who made the choice to finally try to catch these lively emotions hidden behind hardly spoken lies, right? It always has to be the person that can't differ much, but has the power to choose. It's a fascinating thing to be able to choose, or so Techno has observed, though he found that it doesn't always go as planned when Dream chooses, that argument they had back before "the truth" is the proof of that.
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The pinkette gingerly leaned his head on Dream's and waited, he had to wake up at some point. He could hear and almost feel his lover's heartbeat, it was at a normal rate unlike Techno's, his heartbeat is normally sped up most of the time according to how anxious he feels. But that doesn't affect him, once again because he's a vampire- but if he were a human he'd need to stuff his stomach with pills to contribute against heart disease. If he stopped to think about it, if he was a human his lifestyle would cause him to collapse from exhaustion at any moment, maybe even perish because of it.