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It's his fault he's out here, is what he keeps telling himself.
His fault for being ungrateful, his fault for not being able to control himself, his fault for being such an idiot, everything. He had no one else to blame but himself for this.
It was just a fair punishment for what he had done.
Now he was just out here. In the middle of nowhere. On the mountains. He never really did realise how secluded the temple really was. Now it just made him feel even more alone. The fact that he was really just surrounded by such a big world. How small he was in comparison to the bigger picture of the world.
Was he seriously having an identity crisis here?
Well... at least he can better appreciate the nature of this place. There were an array of colours in the sky as the sun had just started to set, the clouds all drifting in the same direction. It was a good view, if only he could appreciate that instead of panicking on where he was going to stay once it was pitch black outside.
He had already wandered out into... god knows where and was now just realising how far he had walked from the temple.
Which way had he even come from? How long has it been?
Well... he had basically no choice but to try and find out how to survive for the night. If he was even capable of that.
He had never spent even a second outside of the temple, meaning... he had not a single clue on surviving out here. As much as he usually wished to of been far away from that place, he would now rather be within the comforts of being cooped up in the place he has always felt so confined in.
Mindlessly wandering about, he tripped on literal air, flailing his arms before inevitably falling face flat.
Great. What a great addition to his already 'perfect' day.
He didn't find any use in getting up, though any longer down here and it would feel as if he would become one with the ground. Maybe that wouldn't be so bad.
He stayed down there. Feeling something brush up against him. It reminded him of not very pleasant times, yet he still didn't bother to look up.
Not until he felt his sleeve getting wet.
He lifted his head out of the dirt, and there it was. A stray cat. Pissing on him.
The sudden movement alerted the cat, so the little beast started running away.
How wonderful.
Having now looked up, he might as well of just sat up too. He got up, now just feeling the pain of having fallen down so hard.
He'll just endure it, not like it's the worst pain he had ever felt. If anything, it was like a small pinch to him in comparison to all the times he'd been hit.
He used his hand to wipe of the dirt that had smeared across his face, also collecting up the forgotten makeup he had applied earlier to hide all his imperfections.
This was just a pathetic sight. He couldn't be bothered to do anything about the piss, so he just stood up to explore some more.
It had been hours since he had been out here and he's still so confused and lost.
It's just pointless to even attempt at survival out here, having been so sheltered his entire life.
Really. Did he ever have any expectations for himself? He was seriously useless. Being able to help others but not having the ability to help himself? Just how dumb was he?
He was about to make another wrong step, before he finally processed something. He stumbled backwards, he didn't want to fall that far. Falling from a large height would just only cause more suffering. If it was quicker, perhaps he would of considered it.
Now is not the time for such thoughts.
Right... he should just get back on track.
CRACK!
''Huh...?''
Before he could utter a word, a hand came to his mouth. He couldn't process just what was happening, and he couldn't before...
It felt like a dream. All dark, cosy. Closed off.
A small taste of peace.