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After his "fair" fight with Scar, Grian approached the end of the mountain, behind Pizza's grave.
"One more life to go. That’s it! That’s it! That’s it! It’s been fantastic. It’s been amazing… goodbye." He spouted out before he threw himself off the cliff. As Grian jumped, he nearly regretted it and tried to fly. But his wings were injured from the fight. He started wailing in fear, then Scar's final words echoed into his brain, "Oh! Oh it hurts so bad! I’m getting you! I’m getting you good! How am I not hitting you? Ah! How am I not hitting you? Ow! It burns… it hurts so much. I’m so sorry too. I'm so sorry. I’m so sorry, No! No!". And then it all went black.
Suddenly, he awoke. Or did he? Grian stared at his hands, they were translucent. Almost like- he was a ghost. Grian heard a voice, a familiar voice. "G, you're here! It's really you! Wow that scene is brutal.. you really cant live without me?" It was scar, his duo. but in a new, ghostly form.
"its you! SCAR, ITS REALLY YOU!!" Grian let out a yelp of joy, he threw himself at his friend, trying to hug him. but just passed through him, Falling flat on his face. Somehow not phasing through the floor. Scar just let out a little chuckle at him. "Yeah, you cant really do that..", This forced Grian to burst into tears.
"I'm so, so, SO sorry scar! I didn't want to kill you! But I just HAD to defend myself! IM SO SORRY!!". Scar had a look of guilt, but also pride, pride for his best friend. "Hey, its okay. We both won, right? We agreed on it." He tried to be reassuring, but Grian just wouldn't stop crying, curled up to his bloody, rotting corpse on the floor. Wishing he had never hurt his best friend, or himself.
Scar just sat next to him, peacefully. Smiling calmly. "It's okay, G, it's okay."