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“You can leave now” the taunting voice spoke, Ze was completely broken by this point because everything they have just perceived was all a lie.
A false reality.
Fake friends.
HECK even that photo he took with Ze and moe was all fake, that was in-fact the
only time Ze actually felt loved and cared for by his friends only for it to all
be lies.
He couldn’t really handle the truth, he wanted to believe that all of this was
just a dream but he knows the eyes are indeed very real, due to the never endless taunting and the immortality that this entity poses.
Ze really just wanted to leave they couldn’t be bothered to even listen to the rest of its monologue. As Ze slowly walked through the never ending hall of despair, he remembered how this was the same place that had started it all. The same place that had caused him immense amount of trauma and pain with its lies and deception and false hope.
Step by step Ze slowly approached the chestnut wooden door that, Ohh just seemed soo far away,
he hesitated.
Memories came flooding back into his mind making his eyes leak.
Memorise of how Regect was so kind to him.
Memorises of how their old house caught fire and so he Moe and Regect built their new house together while Ze went crazy shooting some guy who claimed to be the landlord.
All of these memorises of Regect and Moe actually being nice to Ze and including him into things was all just a lie. He fears
that past that door would be another lie or maybe his fears that his real friends won’t be as appreciative of him as his fake ones were. Ze slightly feels scared to go back to his real friends, since he has grown so used to his fake friends revolving around him all the time and being nice to him
as if he was to be the sun
of that world. (I’m fact he was).
“….Because I’ll be there”
Ze didn’t want to believe that. It was the only other sentence he caught onto in this entity’s horrible monologue to which he soo wanted it to end. His mind had already fogged out most of the sentences out. He was just a meter away from the door. Almost there he could almost, reach the cold dandelion metallic door handle with his pinky finger.
Ze mustered up all of his last strength like a singular drop of water in an already used bottle.
Before he full on attacked the door handle and swung the door open with all his force “CRASH” the door fully whacked against the hard cold cobblestone walls that the cave was made of creating an echo that was so loud that it reverberated across the entire cave system. He didn’t even bother to look back as the door shut behind him by its self.
Ze fell to his knees.
He felt anger bubbling up inside of him.
He felt soo frustrated at the fact that the entity had used him and had lied to him
all along. He felt as if he was the
start of an eruption, as if he was a
shaken up soda about to be opened.
As if he was a volcano about to erupted. He couldn’t control him self he wasn’t even sure if his real friends even cared about him to find him.
Ze screamed, Ze punched the god forsaken floor and yet all that came out of it was nothing. Worst of all he felt empty like an abandoned mall.
He felt broken, teared into pieces like a paper that someone crumbled up and shredded without caring.
Ze kept punching the floor with all his might while screaming out in frustration till his knuckles started to bleed and even then he still kept punching. He had too much anger built up inside of him to care.
That entity used him.
That entity tormented him.
Heck he wasn’t sure if he could ever look at another entity the same after his experience.
He didn’t know if he could even face Regect after everything since he too was just another stupid entity sent out to torment him.
Why him?
Why his world?
Just why did it have to be him that
had to be put through such torment by every single fucking entity he could ever Imagine.
Regect wouldn’t care in fact the real Regect would just laugh and taunt him if he saw Ze like this.
Him on the floor his hair all messy and
oily like a birds nest, his clothes all tethered and covered in layers of dust and mud heck! even his own blood.
His face was covered in mud and dust and had unhealed wounds. From him being put into unfamiliar places while those eyes stared this entire time.
He knew no one would care.
He started to hate
he started to hate everyone.
His thoughts and feelings were just all over the place
like massive balls of various colourful tangled threads all intertwined to the point where no one could ever untangle again.
He needed to vent out more of his anger but yet he felt so weak and fragile. Those stupid eyes sucked out every last drop of his strength leaving him empty
like an empty bottle.
He couldn’t handle it any longer he felt desperate enough to want to claw against the cobblestone floor with his already bloodied hands.
But then he remembered
“because I’ll always be there” and soon he realised that he was not alone.
QUICKLY he needed to get rid of that god forsaken entity forever he knew he was there with him the eyes that never stopped staring, never blinking always staring judging laughing tormenting he felt so venerable around it.
With whatever aggressive energy he was just fuelled with, Ze stood up but he instantly felt a pang of pain shoot up from his brain. It was a horrible headache that felt like as if he had just been shot in the head. He knew what he had to do. He knew who was behind it all. He had to get rid of it.
With one step of a foot he swiftly turned 180 degrees as if he knew what he was about to do. He needed to at least get rid of it for just a bit even that would be better than having “it” around he didn’t even wanna think of what “it” looks like.
just that he needed to get rid of “it”. Desperately, he started smashing his head in against the wall. Instantly feeling the already painful headache that he had intensify.
OH GOD IT HURT HIM,
hurt him soo much to the point where he wanted to just stop the immense amount of pain he had just put himself through but He knew that it was watching he knew that it was above him always watching and therefore he needed to get rid of it.
…
…..
……..
His vision was filled with a multitude of colours all flashing a different speeds like a light show but even then he wasn’t done he had to get rid of it for good so he kept on smashing his head till he could feel the blood slowly trickle down his face but that wasn’t enough to kill it. With every swing towards the hard cold wall he felt TV static rush down across all his limbs before fading away. His blood was now all splattered across the icy cobblestone walls that seemed to smile back at him. His warm blood against such harsh glacial walls.
He felt colder and colder with each “SPLAT” of his own blood against the walls
he knew that it could withstand bullets and that it was most likely inside of him so to kill it he had to destroy himself.
He had been repeatedly doing this for a couple of minutes now each time going harder and harder until..
“CRACK”
His limbs all went numb his senses gone.
he stumbled backwards but couldn’t fully find gravity nor catch himself before he fell. His vision was still filled with flashy colours but this time he started to only see the colour red seep through. Then his vision fully went black…