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Scar inhaled.
He pushed the button to finish his task: Win secret life.
He exhaled. Task complete.
He sat on one of the Secret keepers rocks, awaiting his new task.
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Scar received a book.
Assuming it was his new task, he opened it.
Win Secret life.
He already succeeded that, he had killed Pearl and every other of his friends.
He pressed the succeed button again.
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Win Secret life
Again.
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Scar pressed the succeed button for what felt like and may have well been the infinitieth time.
3…2…1… Win Secret life.
“So this is how it’s going to be then,” Scar said smiling, feigning hopefulness and having even an ounce of sanity. “Just going to win Secret life again and again and again and again- whatever!” Scar stood up. “Fine then, have it your way. I won Secret life, what now? Just give me a new task and let me go back to my friends, I don’t even care anymore!”
So it’s a new task you want?
Apparently Scar ranting had peaked the interest of the watchers. “Yeah- Yes! What can I do to get out of this stupid game?”
You want to get out of this game, yes?
Scar nodded.
And go back to your friends.
Scar nodded again.
Well, we’ll let you go back to your friends on one condition.
“And what would that be?”
Kill your friends.
“And what happens if I don’t?”
Then you’ll come back here in this lonely, miserable world. And you’ll never see your friends again.
“I’m not killing my friends,” Scar stated coldly. “I’m not that desperate.”
Oh really? You were certainly willing to do that during the games.
“Th-” Scar stammered. “That’s different.”
And how would that be?
“Because I was forced to, we all were,” Scar snapped.
We never forced you to.
Scar thought of the bloodlust of the boogeyman.
If you didn’t kill someone, you would go insane.
And if you decided to resist, you lost part of your life.
Lives, the boogeyman, soulbound, time, secrets, what have they come to?
And that’s it.
Green, yellow, red, dead, repeat.
And the watchers- oooh they loved all of it.
“So that’s all it is to you? Just a game of chess and I’m just a measly pawn. And you’re the giant king, controlling everything. Well then, I guess it wouldn’t even make a difference if I killed my friends now because they’d all just come back for the next game and again and again and again- it’s just enough. Just leave us alone.”
Really Scar, stop pretending. You enjoy the bloodshed, the chaos, the carnage of these games. Do you really want them to end for you?
“Fine then, remember that offer from earlier? I-