The ultimate devotion by IncredibleIntruder, literature
The ultimate devotion
Victor was dissipating.
The cloud that used to be him was swirling around, his own form now gone from their sight as the collective that had gathered for this special moment were silent, solemn in front of such an important step in their history. The small antique clock was stopped for a singular second, until the cloud was absorbed within, making it so the mechanism was then adjusted once more, the ticking sound that was ever so faint returning to break this void of noise. It seemed that, upon all of their effort and the absolute determination of the one being transformed, Victor was now gone, hosted inside this clock as the master of cerem