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Here he was, slouch beside a tree with his body aching and his father raising a gun at his forehead. If he was being honest, he wanted this. He so desperately wanted to leave this world where he didn't have to worry about monsters and bandits. He was ready to die, the bite has taken a toll on his body and it hurt while feeling numb. He just wished it wasn't his father pulling the trigger.
“C-can’t... j-just." Duck was barely able to hear his father speak.
“Just go.”
Everything hurt, he understood why this was hard for his father to pull the trigger, but he didn't know this was taking so long. It soon became hard to breathe, his chest was tightening as his breath became rough. It was becoming hard to focus, his eyes become blurry. And the last thing he saw was Lee looking down at him with a sympathetic frown as the world went black...