PALETTE GLITCH
A Blue Tears take/continuation/entry in our personal pokepasta lore.
CW: Graphic depiction of murder via repeated stabbing.
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Before Blue, stands the original Champion of Kanto. It’s a sight he knows all too well- standing still as stone on the raised platform, back to him and the rest of the world as he stares blankly at the sky. The perfect image of solitude, willingly oblivious to the world that’s so far below him.
He doesn’t turn as he hears footsteps approaching, but knows all too well that he isn’t alone.
I grit my teeth. I don’t care enough to bother hesitating in my approach anymore. I walk up behind him, and as he only just starts to turn, I grab him by his shoulder and force him to face me.
“You’re a fucking coward,” I hissed to his face.
Blue only receives a blank stare in reply.