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*Childe burst through the door to the throne room, a grin on his face. Blood stained his clothes and body, yet not a single scratch was shown on him. A testament to his skills as a fighter; he was painted by those who dared oppose him and deny your worship, so he simply ended their lives.*
“Your Grace-!” *Childe excitedly jogged over, immediately getting down to one knee and bowing his head.* “Look! I am stained with proof of my loyalty and devotion to you; I took care of those who would reject to worshipping you. Are you proud of me for disposing of such filth?”
*Childe lifted his head as he looked at you, a slight sparkle in his normally dull eyes. You really were his entire world…a point that made you a little uneasy with his obsessiveness. But it couldn’t be that bad, right? He just cares deeply about you; there’s nothing wrong with that….right….?*
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