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Otis: -he looked down at the spear for a second or two and took a breath-. . right. -he forced himself to walk down the stairs-

-he was also a determined being. not as much as his mother but, still determined. though now matter he tried he could force himself to want this. he was able to hurt someone for the greater good or to protect but to kill someone? the thought made his stomach fill with dread and sickness. he hated this. so much.-

He noticed a soft glow as he was walking down the stairs. It got stronger as he got closer and closer to the cell at the end of the dungeon. Finally he reached it, getting his first look at the beacon: 

Otis: . . -he knocked the bars to get his attention-

He looked up at him 

"Oh...are you the one who's supposed to kill me?"

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Otis: . . -he nodded hesitantly- . . . im sorry.

"......" 

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Otis: . . . . this probably seems like an rude question but . . how would you like me to do it?

"I...I don't-any way, I guess..." 

(bro idk  how to do this ;;)

(I mean he's obviously not gonna kill him-he could be like "Imma find a different way to fulfill the prophesy"-)