Lonely Apocalypse Fic - Chapter 3

He had denied himself what he needed for so long now. Starved himself of the fear that was so rich, potent and often fresh within the people around him. Sometimes he failed to deny himself these things and reaped only the rewards of finally, finally feeling content. Basking in the afterglow of it each time he slept, watching, forever watching these moments.

Why did he ever deny himself these things?

Why is he doing so now?

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How much of yourself are you willing to give for the sake of the people around you?

Jon visits the Flesh domain. Without his anchor, he descends further into monsterhood.

Chapter three is posted!