Nightmares and Daydreams

Chapter 24: The Afterlife. . . kind of

Wirt's Pov

"Deal"

It was so simple.

Shake his hand, save the boy I love. The fire didn't burn. It was warm... comforting. Telling me that I made the right choice. I almost wanted to smile. It was so easy.

It didn't hurt when I was pulled to the ground. When I felt a piece of me forcefully ripped out, leaving a dark empty hole. When the oil spilled from my eyes, burning my flesh, it didn't hurt. It was so straightforward, so easy to keep him safe.

The scream that was pulled from my lips wasn't mine. It was his... Ṱ̶̹̬̮̘͕̗̮̮͓͚͕̯̈́̃̍̚h̷͓̙̫̰̤̘͍̟̤͓̞͂͜e̶͉͇͖͓̫̻̹̯̩͕̅͐̔̓̅͂̃̀͠ ̶̡̧̛̟̺̤̝̝̝͉̻͒̏̿́̑͊̊̕̕͠B̸̢̨̢̛̤͙̠̥̠̩̦̭̪̼͎̍́̇͌̂̐̓̈́́͌̈́̈́̈́̾̀̍̌̍̏͘͜͝͝͝ͅe̶̡̘̱͓̤̫̝͉̫̿̅͋́̌̐̇̀͛̈́͋́͌͗̃͋͐͗͋̾̕̚ͅà̶̮̝̞͉̻͓̄̊̾̓̊͠ͅs̶̨̧̖̰̹̲̪͕̼̦͚͓͔̰͔͍̯̀̈́͂̐̍̆̚͜͜ͅͅͅt̶̘͙͇̞̺̻̩͓̥̖͇̹͉̽̽̇͌̀͐̔̃̃͘͠͠ͅ. He was screaming, or maybe I was too. I can't remember. It was all a haze, a painless haze. It didn't hurt when I was pulled deeper into the darkness, my consciousness slowly slipping away. The sound of the demon's laughter was water in my ears.

It didn't hurt when the process ended, when I felt so cold it burned. My body was trembling from the feeling of having my soul ripped out, but I wasn't in pain. None of it hurt, it was simple, easy, painless.

What did hurt was the sound of his screaming.

The raw emotion that came out as a broken scream hurt me more than anything. It was angry and hurt and scared. I wanted to hug him, tell him it was alright. But I couldn't move. I could only imagine the tears staining his beautiful caramel-brown eyes, tears that I couldn't wipe away. I could only listen to the scream that was burning his soft voice, a scream that slowly began to fade away. Fading away like my vision. Black spots appeared in my eyes and I was losing my sight.

Till I couldn't see anything.

Till everything was dark.

And I was gone.

"Wirt!"

"Wirt are you okay!?"

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