[[Very short Antisepticeye drabble, HEAVY ANGST WARNING: THIS DRABBLE WILL BRIEFLY DISCUSS THEMES OF POSSESSION, SELF-DEPRICATION, EXORCISM, AND DEATH. IF YOU DO NOT WANT TO READ THESE, PLEASE IGNORE. This is my interpretation of why Anti has certain issues, even though he can't remember its life as a mortal. This is not glorifying anything, so keep that in mind as you're reading. This was also written on my phone, so there might be some spelling errors sjsjsj]]
[[Also! My interpretation of Anti uses he/it pronouns, so that's why the fic switches between the two ^^]]
Anti lowered the knife that he held in his hands, shakily shutting the laptop that had finally posted a video that revealed who he was to his vessel's fans.
It was no longer a secret that had to be kept under wraps... now, everyone would know who he was. Anti let out a rather loud laugh, moving his hand up to feel the small wound on the now-dead mortal's neck.
It took less effort than the young demon thought it would to possess the human, and it took even less effort to kill him.
Still, something felt... off.
Anti didn't care though. He was free to do whatever he wanted. No longer would the demon be forced to sit dormant for months at a time, only allowed a sliver of exposure when the mortal wanted to scare his fans. Anti was no longer a Halloween gimmick.
"Fuck, I'm... I'm free!" he cheered. "I'm finally fucking free!"
He let out a cheerful yelp of glee, standing up and rushing out to the front door of his vessel's home.
Everyone who was there that day- Doctor Shneeplestein, Jackie, and Marvin- they all just... stared at it. They looked horrified. Not happy, just scared.
Why weren't they happy for him?
"Anti, you can't just go around hurting people like that! You're a monster, and you put us all in danger... This is the last straw. We're never letting you come back into this house."
Was it Jackie that said it? Shneep? Who knows?
All Anti could register as he was suddenly restrained was that Marvin stood up and began reading out loud from a small book.
It was... an exorcism spell.
They were exorcising their friend, all for the sake of some stupid, useless human vessel. Why? Why were they doing this to it?
Anti let out a scream as he began separating from the human's body, something that felt as if his nerves were being ripped from the puny vessel below him.
Not only that...
But the human was screaming too.
Anti had failed at killing a fucking human. Something weaker than anything else in the world, and the demon had failed.
As Anti was fully torn from the vessel, he thought that his old friends would have some sort of mercy on him and let him find some other thing to possess.
But Marvin only continued to chant.
They were sending him back to the void.
"Wait, no! Stop! Please, don't send me back there!" it tried to beg for mercy, but it's voice was nothing but distortions as he was forced back into the painful nothingness known to most humans as Hell.
...now, the only sound surrounding Anti in the nothingness of the void was the sounds of his anguished wails. Never again would he trust a mortal.
Never again, would it trust anyone.
He would not let them get close enough to hurt him again.
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81, Fallen!Anti
“Please, don’t make me choose.”
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“Please, Marvin,” desperation hung on Anti’s words, “Please, don’t make me choose.”
Henrik struggled against Marvin’s grip as he kicked in the air. His blue eyes were frightened as he tried to free himself from the magic.
Marvin glances at Henrik with pride gleaming in his eyes. He wasn’t sure if he was proud to see blood flowing from Henrik’s noise, or Anti’s disgusting wings chained to the wall. Or was it—yes. It’s watching Anti wiggles under pressure of choosing.
“Chose between his ribs,” he points at his lower, “or his tongue—“
“Anti, whatever you choose, I’ll be alright!” Henrik reassures, cutting Marvin off. “I trust you—“
Marvin snapped his fingers and Henrik’s mouth shut. “I think I know which one to do, Anthony.”
Anti started to fight the chains against the wall, trying to get to Henrik. “No! No— do what you want to me! Not him! Please!”
His begs were unheard as Marvin pulled Henrik to his knees and forced his mouth open.
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The Ego Imagine to End them All: Child Egos
Dark- Tries on Legion’s eyeliner, and it ends up exactly how you’d expect. Never eats his peas
Google- Plays educational video games. Designs experiments in which he smushes his face against the microwave to discover if it gives him superpowers
Wilford- There is no change in anything except his height. He is already a man-child
Bim- Sings along to Kidz Bop. Has the high score on every song in Just Dance.
Host- Wants you to read him a bedtime story, forever. Tries to use a typewriter, but in reality he is just slamming his hands down on the keyboardhcjiresdcfgujknkyc
Doc- Constantly comes up to Legion to ‘give them a checkup’. The stethoscope reaches his knees.
Eric- Always wants to sit in Legion’s lap. Clings to Legion’s leg when they are walking. Constantly wringing a security blanket.
Anti- Sticks forks in outlets ‘for science’. Doesn’t understand why his prop knife isn’t working
Mare- Is constantly playing a Fischer Price guitar. Nothing Legion can do or say will stop him.
Phantom- Makes deals for more cookies. His cane is too large for him now, and he insists on being carried instead
Mad- Has a plethora of Nerf guns. Tries to help fix Sharper but always puts the batteries in backwards
Sharper- Is powered by AA batteries. Easily crashes when faced with excess electricity
Marvin- Has a magic set. He is terrible at it, but nobody will dare tell him. Purrs.
Jackie- Hasn’t found his identity yet. Dresses up as Spider-Man. Beats up anyone who says magic isn’t real aroun Marvin
Robbie- Gets extra candy on Halloween for his ‘costume’. Sometimes his skins falls off, so he picks it up and slaps it back on
Jamie- Is excellent at puppet shows. No-one knows how he makes them talk. Gets caught in his violin’s strings
Chase- Hats are too large. Wears several at a time, stacked on top of each other. Pretends to be Marty from Back to the Future. Gets buzzed on coffee
Shneep- ‘Ze good doctor’. See Doc Iplier
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Yancy- “You’s’s��. Tries our for all the school plays. Performs musicals with Bim
Magnum- Wears platform boots. Has a prop sword. Hoards chocolate coins in a cardboard box painted to look gold.
Illinois- Collects rocks. Tries to be brave and ends up with scraped knees. Lots of bandages
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