I. The Gift of Trust
When a Scorpio Rising opens their hand to you, it is no small thing. Their trust is not the shallow handshake of a stranger, nor the polite smile of convenience. It is a covenant. It is the lifting of the veil, the opening of the iron gates, the granting of passage into a sanctuary few ever glimpse.
Scorpio Rising does not give trust like water; they guard it like blood. And if you are counted as one of theirs, you are family, bound in ways deeper than words. To break that is not a “mistake.” It is not “human error.” It is sacrilege.
II. Betrayal as Eternal Scar
Betrayal to a Scorpio Rising is not forgotten, not dissolved by time, not dulled by distance. Others may tell themselves, “It was years ago. People change. The past is gone.”
But Scorpio Rising remembers. Always. They are the keepers of wounds. For them, betrayal is not a moment—it is an etching into the marrow of the soul. It glows like fire under the skin, waiting, watching, never silent.
III. The Return of the Hypocrite
The hypocrite always returns.
Once a friend, later a traitor, they crawl back in new skin. They speak as though history is dust. They recast themselves as victims, martyrs, lambs sacrificed by imagined enemies. And in their arrogance, they strike again—sometimes at the Scorpio Rising, sometimes at one of their chosen kin, always with the stench of falseness trailing behind them.
They believe no one remembers. They believe the years erased the truth. They believe they can deceive once more.
But Scorpio Rising remembers.
They are the ledger.
They are the witness.
They are the shadow that never blinked.
IV. The Fire That Answers
When Scorpio Rising strikes back, it is not for sport. It is not out of boredom or pettiness. It is justice incarnate.
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They do not slap. They devastate.
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They do not wound. They expose.
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They do not bicker. They unmask.
The betrayer will find no quiet dismissal, no polite cutting-off. They will find their lies dragged screaming into daylight, their hypocrisy displayed for all to see, their false crown shattered on the floor.
And once exposed, there is no rebuilding. Scorpio Rising does not rebuild bridges once burned; they salt the earth so no path back can ever grow again.
V. The Pack and the Law
Understand this, Wolfpack: betrayal of a Scorpio Rising is betrayal of all. For when one is attacked, discarded, or slandered, the memory of the Rising does not fade—it is passed down, guarded like lore, retold in whispers and war-cries.
The Wolf remembers.
The Pack remembers.
And when the hypocrite resurfaces, pretending victimhood, their reckoning comes not from one voice but from the chorus of many.
VI. The Balance Eternal
This is not grudge. This is not obsession. This is balance. Scorpio Rising is the instrument of that balance, ensuring that betrayal never becomes triumph and hypocrisy never wears a crown.
For as long as wolves walk the earth, the law shall remain:
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Trust is sacred.
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Betrayal is eternal.
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Hypocrites will be unmasked.
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The Rising will always answer.
VII. The Final Word
Thus it is written:
The temple once defiled is sealed forever.
The wolf does not bow to the jackal.
The pack does not kneel to false kings or queens.
When betrayal is committed, there will come a day—be it after one year or after twenty—when Scorpio Rising answers. And when they do, it will be with the full force of memory, the fire of truth, and the venom of justice.
This is not revenge.
This is law.
This is the eternal oath of the Scorpio Rising.
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