And every time, they’d smile as if nothing had happened at all, deliberately playing dumb as to tempt you into giving into their charms. Whenever they could, they’d kiss you sweetly, cradling you in a way so that you wouldn’t be able to escape even if you wanted to.

They were also the initiator of most of the affections.

Even when standing beside each other, their tail was always wrapped around your waist, forever keeping you close. Whenever you’d leave to do whatever Aeons did in their spare time, they’d cling onto you from the back, trying to sweet talk you into staying. They always had to be holding you, even when (lightly) berating you, at least one of their hands was intertwined with your own.

Yaoshi was the more physically affectionate of you two.They were never serious, and if anything, the two of you saw it as a game. Your arguments never lasted more than a few hours, and although neither of you had the humility to apologize, it was a silent agreement that cuddling would suffice.Neither of you truly understood human emotions, but you knew that what you felt for Yaoshi was far more than simple companionship. With such differing ideologies, it was a wonder how the two of you worked at all.Other times, you’d have to avoid Yaoshi’s glare after you eroded the mind of one of their oldest followers. Sometimes, Yaoshi would be the one under fire for extending the life of one of your followers.

That wasn’t the only time the two of you bickered, either.

You weren’t as dramatic you merely reminded them that you were keeping the balance. Yaoshi often complained to you for your interference with the mara-struck, damning them once they lived past their expiration date.

The Erosion and the Abundance made a strange duo, akin to that of an old married couple.

Even the Hunt had been convinced that you would be an ally.

Everyone, from the Aeons to the tiniest human children, believed that with your ideologies, you would end up just as Lan had, declaring Yaoshi your eternal enemy and chasing the Plagues Author to the ends of the universe.There was no such thing as paradise in your eyes, and you would make sure to keep it that way. Humans and gods alike succumbed to your will, ensuring that the price of living would be paid, no matter the lifespan. The Aeon of Erosion, you were the embodiment of a slow death.

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