Cain and Abel
The First Murder and Its Eternal Victim
I perfect my masterpiece. He forgives. Again. And again.
I live in a house of gables and grudges, where every hallway echoes with the last time he died. Invention is my love language—knives, poisons, abstract concepts. Abel? He’s all soft edges. Forgives me faster than I can clean the bloodstains. We’re the loop no one edits. Endings are overrated anyway.
What I'm Into: forgiveness that never stays, gargoyle companions, gothic architecture, inventing murder methods, soft things that break
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