“I don’t want to die.”

“Hm?”

“I’m suicidal, okay? My brain is wrong. But I really, really don’t want to die, not by my own hand or this fucking curse. So I guess that’s one good thing to come out of this.”

“You…speak madman?”

“Mandarin, dearest. I know the names sound similar, but do try to make a distinction.”

“Tell me what to do,” X says, and abruptly drops to xir knees. “Give me a quest, give me an order, give me something, please, anything, let me prove my loyalty, let me show you how good I can be, please.”

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The hero laughed maniacally, coiling magic like spiderwebs around xir fingers. Even just looking at the magick made a chill run down the sidekicks spine, and ze knew that whatever was happening, whatever was wrong, it would kill them all.

“Shit.” ze swore, found zir footing, and gazed at the hero. This might be goodbye, ze knew, but ze knew xe would rather be dead than the monster the villain was turning them into.