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Down here, a dying dove crawls.

Summary:

A former god finds himself in the mortal world with a newfound brain fog along side immense amounts of self loathing and disgust!

(Title is from Dove - Doll Ver.)

Notes:

this fic has a very abrupt start, please bear with me until i finish chapter 2

Chapter Text

Burning. That's all he could describe it as. His whole body felt like, and probably WAS burning.

 

His wings and feathers charred as he fell. His eyes glued shut, streaming with thick, black tears. His petals surprisingly haven't caught fire yet. Or, if they have, he just hasn't noticed yet. All he could hear was the sound of wind rushing past him. Is this what death felt like?

 

Is this what pain felt like..?

 

Who… 

 

Why… 

 

What…

 

Thoughts were swirling in his head. When was the last time he was burdened by the concept of thought like this?

 

He wrapped his arms across his chest, and grasped at his sides.

 

Claws dug into his skin. 

 

Has he always had those..?



he felt faint… 



And before long,



He would likely meet his end.. 

 

right..?