#Unmanifest Juice™

[jaysen-vor-hee-hees]

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tw/cw: usage of syringe, suicide, things that don’t exactly make scientific sense (putting this one here so scienceblr doesn’t start screaming down my throat), uhh- i dunno if there’s any others just be careful because someone does die

synop: vanté injects himself with the Unmanifest Sauce™ and fucking dies. that’s. that’s it. It’s really quite short I don’t know why i’m not just throwing this in the “#in character” and calling it a day.

author’s note: !!THIS ISN’T CANON!! Don’t worry i’m not getting rid of Vanté any time soon you can keep Precious Boyo™ for the time being I’m just fucking bored. Also I’m writing this entire thing in blue because fuck you it looks nice and fits the title. cry about it /j

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Vanté sighed as he inspected the syringe. He did this so frequently, yet never ended up using it. The only reason he ever didn’t was because, usually, someone stopped him. The only difference this time was nobody was there to stop him. Nobody at all.

He sighed, weighing out the pros and cons to if he did this. And, concerningly enough, there was more pros. I’m not gonna list all of them for you. No no, we’d be here for quite a while, the story must continue, no?

He sighed, flicking the needle slightly. He was doing this. Nobody was going to get in the way this time. Nobody was going to stop him. This was it.

He raised the syringe to his throat.

He was doing this.

He pushed the needle into his skin.

He was doing this.

And he pushed the thumb rest down.

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He did it. It hurt so bad.

His body collapsed to the floor, back arching as he screamed out on pain, a burning sensation running through his nerves as instant regret plagued his brain. He was in so much pain. And then, he wasn’t.

In fact, he wasn’t in anything but Hell.

He was home.

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#vanté ramirez #writing #major character death #oc #oc fic #mans is dead lmao #Unmanifest Juice™ #l ratio