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A mix of emotions flew through both of them the moment the contact was made, Eret freezing in their tracks as Wilbur took a defensive pose. Unlike the last time they saw one another, Wilbur held no shred of the insane determination that led to his death, instead a wariness for his life that had been missing for far too long prior. Before words are spoken Eret spies the lone tear tracing its way down his sharp cheekbones as Wil's eyes fixate on the gold-gilded emerald hanging from their ear and they silently hold out their hands, showing no weapons were held.

"Please don't hurt me." Wilbur sounds so scared Eret's chest clamps down, the rage dripping away upon seeing just how terrified the tall man was.

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A non canon discussion post revival between a Ruler and a former President, leading to a realization they are both a lot more similar than they thought.All Rights Reserved

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