[UAU: HEELTURN]
[ It’s been three months.
It’s been three months since Juudai fell into hell, since he was fitted for the shock collars that now rest almost comfortably at his neck and upper arms, since Kaiser kissed him in the kitchen with such terrible desperation, since he was taught that pain is freedom and the only freedom he’ll have again until hell sees fit to spit him back out. Three months. Juudai has become accustomed to the shocks enough that he can take three thousand in one shot and stay conscious, two thousand and still stand, one thousand and barely flinch. He’s lost several pounds of baby fat, and it shows in the hardness of his jawline, the new sharpness in his face, the cording in his neck and the way his abs show beneath his shirt. The red spidery scars at his neck are deeper, darker, a permanent fixture now. Three months. Juudai’s hardened. It doesn’t bother him any longer when his opponents scream.
( warnings: pain, electric torture, horrifying shit )
It’s been three months since Juudai fell into hell, since he was fitted for the shock collars that now rest almost comfortably at his neck and upper arms, since Kaiser kissed him in the kitchen with such terrible desperation, since he was taught that pain is freedom and the only freedom he’ll have again until hell sees fit to spit him back out. Three months. Juudai has become accustomed to the shocks enough that he can take three thousand in one shot and stay conscious, two thousand and still stand, one thousand and barely flinch. He’s lost several pounds of baby fat, and it shows in the hardness of his jawline, the new sharpness in his face, the cording in his neck and the way his abs show beneath his shirt. The red spidery scars at his neck are deeper, darker, a permanent fixture now. Three months. Juudai’s hardened. It doesn’t bother him any longer when his opponents scream.
( warnings: pain, electric torture, horrifying shit )