Disclaimer: I do not own Soul Eater
Stein woke up groggily, hid head felt heavy. He put his hand up to the big screw that had been implanted in his head as per his request. He turned it and it felt nice. It felt like the world was changing around him. He kept turning it, it felt...right. He felt a small smile curl his lips as the insanity took over and subsided at the same time. It was his choice which one to give in to. He looked around, his vision was blurry but when he slipped on his glasses everything came into focus. A lab covered in stitches. Everything had stitches. From wounds to come and ones that had healed. Their souls looked...small. Stein smiled as he reflected that this screw, the cool metal under his hand, had helped to make his soul more powerful. Maybe not his soul...maybe it improved his control of it. He shook these thoughts from his head as he felt the insanity creep in. A kishin was near. He smiled sadistically as the red soul flickered like a fire begging to be put out. His bolt seemed to be getting harder to crank but it still felt...right somehow. He slipped out of bed and moved stealthily to the kishin. Click. Splash. Blood splattered the stitched walls and the stitched face. Stein wondered what would happen if he stitched the kishin's body back together... Everything looked better in stitches.
