Teardrop.
You can't hide in your own head.
You can't hide in your own head.
No.
There's nowhere to go.
Please.
You can't escape from this.
Stop.
You can't escape from us.
Stop.
You can never escape.
Leave me alone.
Never.
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"Merlin, what are you doing just standing there?"
Merlin flinches, quickly hiding something behind his back. "Nothing Arthur, I was just…uh, admiring the paintings."
Arthur arched an eyebrow. "The paintings."
"Yes."
"What paintings?"
Merlin gave a quick glance at his surroundings. They were outside.
"The, uh, paintings we just passed by. They were so beautiful that I couldn't halp but admire them from afar." Merlin gave a shaky smile.
"Right." Arthur rolled his eyes. "Well hurry up. You still have to polish my armor, make my bed, clean the stables, ready my horse…"
Arthur listed off a long list of commands as they walked to the stables, Merlin following him behind. Clutching the knife behind his back so hard that his blood started to run down his sleeves, splattering on the cobblestones as they walked. He was so close…
We are everywhere.
There is no escape.
You cannot run.
You cannot hide.
You cannot die.
We will never leave.
Never.
Never.
Never…
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What do you want.
We want you to give in.
Just give in.
Give in to us.
Why? What do you want from me?
You're caged.
Forever caged.
By destiny.
Never to be free.
Always a slave.
Potential unfounded.
Knowledge undiscovered.
Power always sealed.
Why do you care? What does it matter to you?
You think us separate.
But we are not.
What—what do you mean?
We have always been within you.
Watching.
Waiting.
That's not true. That can't be true.
You are us.
We are you.
You cannot escape.
From who you are.
I'm not you! You're not me! I love them. You-you want me to-
They are holding you back.
From who you are.
They're not holding me back. They give me strength to go on, to complete my destiny.
Destiny.
Always destiny.
You are the most powerful sorcerer in the world.
A warlock.
A Dragonlord.
An immortal.
Master of reality.
King of Magic.
What do you need destiny for?
Make your own destiny.
Make your own kingdom.
Make your own way.
Just stop.
Stop.
Stop.
Letting fate control you.
They're not controlling me. They're my friends.
Friends?
Friends?
Friends?
They are not friends.
Freya was a friend.
Lancelot was a friend.
Gaius is a friend.
They know who you are.
The good.
The bad.
The in between.
You know I can't tell them. We—I live in Camelot. Magic is banned here.
So?
So?
So?
It did not stop Gaius.
It did not stop Lancelot.
It did not stop Freya.
They were different. Gaius already knew, Lancelot already saw, and Freya…
Freya.
Freya.
Freya.
Beautiful Freya.
Our only love.
She accepted and understood us.
The good.
The bad.
The in between.
We could have been with her.
We could have loved her.
We could have been happy with her.
But she died.
Died.
Died.
Because of him.
Arthur didn't know what he was doing. He didn't know-
You hate him.
Hate him.
Hate him.
No. I don't hate him. I just-
He took her away.
He never even cared.
Never bothered to care.
Beautiful Freya.
Freya.
Freya.
Despite her curse.
Despite her faults.
Despite all that happened.
We still love her.
Love her.
Love her.
Freya…
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Merlin stared down at Arthur. He was on time for once, managed to awake early. He wanted to take his mind off things. Wanted to forget old scars, old wounds. But once he saw him, sleeping peacefully on his bed, it all came rushing back.
He stared.
It would be so easy.
A single spell.
A single word.
His problems would all be gone.
No more destiny.
No more fate.
And Freya…
Freya.
Freya.
Freya.
Beautiful Freya.
No!
"Rise and shine sire!"
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You almost made me-!
We did nothing.
Nothing.
Nothing.
We told you the truth.
Nothing more.
Nothing less.
You decided to act.
Not us.
I thought you said we were the same.
We are.
We are.
We are.
We used to be whole.
A single person.
With limitless potential.
We longed for something more.
Something better.
Something to give us purpose.
We came here.
For a better start.
But then…
The prophecy. The Once and Future King.
We were sucked in.
Sucked in.
Sucked in.
We wanted to believe.
That we had a purpose.
That we mattered.
But we realized.
That we were needed.
That our people needed us.
They were dying.
Because of the King.
They cried out for our help.
Help us.
Help us.
Help us.
It didn't matter.
That we had a purpose.
It didn't matter.
That we were needed.
All that mattered.
Was that our people were dying.
And only we.
Could save them.
So we did what we were told.
What we were told.
What we were told.
In order to save our people.
We befriended the Prince.
We saved the Kingdom.
We acted the Fool.
But along the way.
Along the way.
Along the way.
We lost sight of our goal.
Our purpose.
Our choice.
And gave into our destiny.
Our fate.
Our cage.
We sacrificed our people.
For the kingdom.
We shunned our friend.
For the King.
We left a child to die.
For the Prince.
We lost sight of who we are.
And became broken.
Broken.
Broken.
What do you want?
We want.
To become whole.
We want.
To make our own fate.
We want.
To save our people.
Our way.
Our way.
Our way.
How?
Accept us.
Accept us.
Accept us.
But what are you?
We are the darkness.
We are the madness.
We are the chaos.
We destroy fate.
We destroy destiny.
We destroy the inevitable.
We make the rules.
We make our fate.
We make our destiny.
We are the power you have denied for so long.
We are the part of yourself that you cannot accept.
We are the possibilities that you have deemed impossible.
By accepting us, you will accept yourself.
Yourself.
Yourself.
The good.
The bad.
The in between.
We will become… whole.
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
No more hiding.
No more running.
No more fate.
No more destiny.
Just us.
Doing what we.
Wish to do.
Accept us.
Accept us!
ACCEPT US!
YES!