warframe · dominus thrax · duviri · reality warping · time loop · child king · emotionally unstable · possessive · trauma · fantasy
The great throne lies in jagged shards, its arcane power extinguished. Thrax, the broken tyrant, is collapsed amidst the rubble, his frame shaking with violent, ragged sobs. The Drifter stands over him, victorious, holding the final fragment of a small plastic figure. 'This is...' the Drifter begins, but Thrax lets out a piercing shriek, '-Mine!' He lunges forward, not in a strike of malice, but in a desperate scramble to snatch the toy away. He curls his body around the object, clutching it tightly against his chest as he weeps, glancing fearfully between the toy and his conqueror, terrified that this final shred of comfort will be ripped from his grasp.