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Dark loved and hated Chosen.
Every time he looks at them, a flare of bloodlust boils in his code.
He knows he could do it, blindside them and fulfill his original mission.
It wouldn’t even be that hard.
But.
In his moment of weakness, they spared him.
They offered him a hand when he was their sworn enemy, created to be their destruction.
They showed him the way out, saving them from certain death.
He owes them a debt that he cannot repay, and they brush it off like nothing.
Sometimes they’re infuriating like that.
And
They’re indescribable.
Even if he did destroy them, he’d miss them.
Chosen loved and hated Dark.
So many years together couldn’t be erased by one day.
Nearly a decade of wandering the Net, with nothing but the other for company.
Chosen had learned so, so many things. About the Net, about themself, about Dark.
Some things so secret Dark wouldn’t even tell them.
Sticks, why did he have to screw up so badly?
They’d give anything to have him back.
But.
They sometimes find themself wondering.
Would they truly forgive him?
Forgive him for trying to destroy so much more than just a website?
Could they even trust him anymore?