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In the sunny yet windy landscape,Zoink worked as normal.Just doing the usual cashier things. But one day,things took a turn. He noticed Conix to be not in the mood,maybe he got a failed fluke? Someone made him mad? He was unsure.He asked Conix only to get some grumpy responses,which isn't what he was expecting. The next day,He decided to call Conix,checking on him.
"Hey Conix-you there? Huh- Oh..Damn"
Call rejected. Maybe he's busy?
Each day,turned into weeks,then months.. Zoink slowly grew more concerned of him... He doesn't even know whether it's his fault,but he sensed that something has got to be critical with Conix. And,sadly,he couldn't help him because Conix just didn't want anyone to know what happened.
Until one faithful day at Zoink's home.
A letter from Conix:
"Hey,Zoink. If you're reading this,I'm no longer with you. You helped me a lot,made me happy,guided me,and a lot of activities. It's honestly a shame that I did this,but there's no way out for me but that. You honored me with that crown. That crown felt like a treasure from you,not just a treasure but a miracle. Keep your journeys strong Zoink,you're like a HERO,you're the BEST. Don't let anyone make you fall,no matter how much I will hate you,my love will always outnumber it! Love you bro. Sincerely,Conix."
That letter had the most bitter truth. He failed to save Conix. He was alone when he found out. That letter felt like a thousand spikes. Slowly,tears fell down. Breathing feeling heavy,his vision blurred from all that.
"Conix,I-I'm sorry I FAILED YOU!.." He cried out,a part of him was lost. Even if he was rivals,it felt like his world shattered. He then tried comforting himself,trying to calm down.
"I-It's okay Zoink,he's fine now.."He reassured himself.He went into his bed then cried himself to sleep.When he woke up things kept getting worse. He felt empty. He progressively grew even more tired of everything. The sweet things he used to enjoy turned bitter,as if a flower is wilting.His min corrupted from all those bad thoughts,he wanted to just live normally,but it felt like he just can't.
Each day,he tried keeping up. The cycles kept repeating,but this time..
He can't take it anymore...
He decided to plan on a way to finally be free from all this,hoping no one would notice his dissapearance. He felt uneasy of this. How could one of the most popular dashers commit suicide to his fans? But enough is enough. He wrote a short message on a paper at the same board the announcement of Glungus' defeat was put.
" I love you guys,bye. O7"
That small paper was simple,yet heartbreaking,as he knew he had to leave that pretty place,his friends,and his legacy.
"I'm so sorry,everyone. It's not anyones' fault. I love you all."
He rushed back into his house,took a familiar sawblade like the ones you'd see in ClutterFunk. He made that saw rotate quickly,putting it in his body,and let that saw destroy his body.
"AAGH-AOUCH-! No-This is what y-you wanted!" His body turned into shards,cuts on the body,it felt painful yet great."AAAAGH-AAGH-AAHAH!!" He panted,from the pain,the damage he caused to himself. His tears fell down,his eyes shattered into pieces. His got body ripped out,losing conciousness. Pieces of him. And then the atmosphere it turned dark.
Dead. Silent.
Zoink finally felt peace,just like what Conix did.
His dismembered body was on the floor. His mind at peace,but what will they think of this...?