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Sun wouldn’t say she felt lonely. If anything, it was quite the opposite actually! She had Robot, a funky little robot as their name suggested. She even had a spouse and two kids, all fine and dandy! All more than she could have asked for.
But she knew better.
There was always a loneliness to death, no matter what or who she met in those dying moments. She had died twice already, Ender, she could even say she’d died more times emotionally than legitimately.
Sun didn’t feel lonely, she didn’t feel much if she had to be honest. There wasn’t much to feel when you knew you’d be alone again, no matter what people claim or do.
She could only be happy in the moments she had, and she was convinced there wasn’t many of those left.
It always started simple, of course it did. There had always been a lingering pain with her every move and every breath felt suffocating. Knives stuck in her feet with every step and fireworks blasted in her hands with every move of them. Pain remained a constant effect on her body. But it was fine, it was all fine. She knew worse, and she knew better.
Yet there comes a time where, no matter what she tries, she can’t ignore the coughing and the blood that’d fall from her mouth, or the way her skin would peel and blood would pour. It was those times she hated being human, the times where blood would be a constant river that poured from her broken and beaten and useless body.
She had tried to hide it, hide away for months and cover herself with bandages and pray for forgiveness that would never come. In the darkest moments, her eyes lingered on the sword that cut so cleanly.
No matter how she tried though, Robot noticed.
Robot, her dearest and oldest of friends, noticed more than she had hoped. It wasn’t long before the fake worry began. A reminder of keeping blood in your body here, a concerned image flashing their screen there, it was all... fake. She knew that. Robot couldn’t truly feel things, being a robot after all, but for some reasons it made things so much worse in her mind.
Her spouse hadn’t noticed, they hadn’t even talked for a while. She completely vanished from her kids life-
And all she had was the fake worry of someone she held so dear.
Her health tickled down ever so slowly, and she could only watch it.
With only the comfort of death, and it’s lonely embrace.