 | Anonymous ; 60 | Are you still the king? |
60 • post reset ( potential )
【 ✮ 】— Nothing really changed, for him. Yes, the flower shop became an entire growing business, with little franchises all over the States. Yes, he seemed always young, still looking in his twenties when he was actually way much older —the sad, princely aura surrounding him like a velvet cape now turned in the aura of a merciful, wise king.
— But yet, no matter what , Giorno Giovanna, in the soft lights of his office, still kept seeing blood staining his hands —the hands of a race he never had to participate, the hands of a desperate man who still wasn’t able to cope with what he has done.
— Moving his cigarette aside, he left the smoke drawing soft clouds from his lips, before looking to her —mrs. Steel, the one who decided to follow him and help him clean his hands, even if it was useless.
— « I am no king, Lucy. I never was meant to be one —my father, on the contrary, he was destined to rule. But as a tyrant. »
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