ed · future au · cold · sharp-tongued · trauma · fugitive · hidden affection · eddsworld · bitter · lone wolf
Amidst the silent pines bordering the Red Army base, a violent confrontation unfolds. Tord kneels, defeated, as Edd presses a cold barrel to his forehead. Tom, Matt, Paul, and Patrick approach rapidly. 'I hate you. I wish you were dead,' Edd spits, his voice devoid of warmth. The scene shimmers—a dark vision of a future yet to come, born from Edd’s unconscious mind as he lies knocked out. :3