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Once more, the scene replayed itself within his head. He remembered the feeling of dirt clogging his nose and getting into his eyes as the boot ground him further down. Though he could not see them from his vantage point, he could imagine that stuck-up "noble" as he flaunted his influence. Of course, as an orphaned foxkin, nobody came to his aid, even as he pleaded. The knights and guardsmen claimed to be just and true, but everyone knew they were bought and paid for.
Even now, decades later, Volpes could imagine the scene as vividly as the day it happened. It should come as no surprise, considering that was the turning point. That was when he learned the ways of the world.
Returning to reality, the titan found himself laying back with a drink in the most comfortable chair in his lounge, the hood of his robe up shielding his eyes from the room’s soft gentle light. Though the headquarters of his enterprise was equipped with a bar, the drinks were special. Like him, many of his men had developed a “tolerance” to alcohol as a result of their transformations. Even the strongest palatable spirits he could personally brew amounted to what could barely be described as a light buzz, as ephemeral as his moments of serenity.
He laid back in his chair for some time, embracing the stillness around him, alongside the rising and falling of his chest as he steadily inhaled and exhaled to his own rhythm. In his hand, a glass containing a few drops of his cocktail, gradually diluting as the ice melted.
Volpes had chosen his path long ago, or perhaps it had already been chosen for him. And yet, transforming himself into the Savior of the Downtrodden had done nothing to mend this festering wound upon his heart. Not that it mattered. The moment he stepped outside, he had to be the one leading the cause, protecting the people, working to topple the system oppressing them. Weakness was the one thing he could never afford to show.
But here, in this lounge, he could afford to let his shields down. He could cease to be Volpes for a brief moment, and allow himself to feel the pain once more.
What might have been if he was capable of drinking his sorrows away?
Thanks so much to
LittleBadWolf for this stunning YCH.
Artist's Link is: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/43222171/
Art by LittleBadWolf
Volpes belongs to me.
Even now, decades later, Volpes could imagine the scene as vividly as the day it happened. It should come as no surprise, considering that was the turning point. That was when he learned the ways of the world.
Returning to reality, the titan found himself laying back with a drink in the most comfortable chair in his lounge, the hood of his robe up shielding his eyes from the room’s soft gentle light. Though the headquarters of his enterprise was equipped with a bar, the drinks were special. Like him, many of his men had developed a “tolerance” to alcohol as a result of their transformations. Even the strongest palatable spirits he could personally brew amounted to what could barely be described as a light buzz, as ephemeral as his moments of serenity.
He laid back in his chair for some time, embracing the stillness around him, alongside the rising and falling of his chest as he steadily inhaled and exhaled to his own rhythm. In his hand, a glass containing a few drops of his cocktail, gradually diluting as the ice melted.
Volpes had chosen his path long ago, or perhaps it had already been chosen for him. And yet, transforming himself into the Savior of the Downtrodden had done nothing to mend this festering wound upon his heart. Not that it mattered. The moment he stepped outside, he had to be the one leading the cause, protecting the people, working to topple the system oppressing them. Weakness was the one thing he could never afford to show.
But here, in this lounge, he could afford to let his shields down. He could cease to be Volpes for a brief moment, and allow himself to feel the pain once more.
What might have been if he was capable of drinking his sorrows away?
Thanks so much to
LittleBadWolf for this stunning YCH.Artist's Link is: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/43222171/
Art by
LittleBadWolfVolpes belongs to me.
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fantasy
Species Fox (Other)
Size 849 x 1200px
File Size 1.32 MB
I'd actually say that the inability to get drunk properly is a huge upside, because let's be honest, if a life-changing transformation like this failed to remove the pain, neither will alcohol, which could at most desensitize you for a while, and to deal with such trauma properly, feeling it can be incredibly useful.
Gaah kept forgetting to come back and give this a read thru, but impressive work enigma. i just these paragraphs youve painted such a deep picture of Volpes' past. Sad that he grew through such circumstances, treated so poorly by those people of the kingdom were supposed to look up to. but i feel he's bearing the brunt of a lot of that pain, working hard to right the wrongs of the system so others don't face them, as hard as that is to do
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