finiis:

▒▓█————⌠۞⌡Tʜᴇ ᴇxᴘʀᴇssɪᴏɴ ɪɴ ᴛᴜʀɴ ᴡᴀs ᴠᴀᴄᴀɴᴛ, lacking the very e m o t i o n present in near every conscious being to grace their presence upon the figments of reality— as he could not find the REASON to possess that very weakness of c o n s c i e n c e [ void in empathy ]

     ❝— And yet it did—— Surely you’ve noticed that.❞

     Leo could not look away from the horrific sight littering his floors. Then he was no longer thinking of himself, but of the people he left behind, of unfinished affairs. Of course this was something he had always wanted, but now that it was here… He still had time. 

     "Just…could ye wait a little longer? If you–or someone–could bring the head to the body I could bring m'self back…right?“ The last part came quiet and uncertain. His usual haughty tones were left in the reality of the crimson that soaked into his floorboards.