"I can give you anything you want." He whispered, softly, tenderly into the Hero's ear, draping strong arms over the Hero's shoulders. "All the gold this world has to offer, power beyond imagining..."

He paused delving deeper, until—"I can give you that which was taken from you."

He heard the Hero draw in a breath, sharp and quick, and a victorious light glinted in his cold eyes, unnoticed, as he tightened his hold on the Hero. "Yes, yes... so tragic, so untimely. Your wonderful beloved, your beautiful darlings, your faithful companion... and I can bring them all back."

"And all you would have to do is..." His arms fell from the Hero's shoulders as he vanished, like wisps of smoke fading into the cold air.

The Hero stared down at their hands for a long moment, before slowly raising the mask.

"... wear me."


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might develop into something more than a oneshot (series of drabbles, maybe?), but dont expect anything anytime soon.

DISCLAIMER: dont own, so please dont sue...