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KYA || LOCK AND KEY

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Looking within the faces of those in the SMP, they all avoided me. They had their reasons. I would avoid me too.

My skin had started to look like lava, showing no sign on my usual color. Having more than one unnatural color was dangerous.

It burned. The lava look was more than just its demeanor. The burning sensations that occurred in every possible place were unbearable. But every time I thought about the pain, the worse it got.

I saw Ghostbur, floating softly along the Prime Path. I allowed myself to have the same glide.

"Hi. I'm Ghostbur." The ghost smiled. He looked so at peace. But the knowledge I hold is more important than my inner peace. I couldn't have his same luxury.

"Hi Ghostbur, I'm Kya." I tried to have the same happy vibe, but it seems like he could tell.

"You look sad. Have some blue." He threw me the Blue. Full of sadness and pain.

"Thanks Ghostbur." I smiled underneath my mask.

"Why are you sad? Don't be sad."

"There's no problem Ghostbur."

"I can feel sadness. You being sad makes me sad."

I can't see ghost memories, since there is no life. And for that reason, ghosts scare me.

"I came here for one reason and it's about to be destroyed."

"Would you like to help me find Friend? Friend makes everybody happy."

"Sure Ghostbur." I smiled again, following the floating being.

As I saw Ghostbur interact with the sheep, I could feel my skin cool down. These are the moments I would watch from the shadows. Now, the happiness could be in my hands, too- once the Egg was dead

"Oh, hey, you're blue. I like the color blue." Ghostbur tells me.

"Me too. Navy is my favorite color." I say, pointing to the left side of my face. Or what he could see of it.

"Friend is blue." He smiles as he looks at more sheep.

"Is he blue because he absorbs sadness?" I ask.

"Yeah. Nobody ever got that without me telling them. Blue is also blue because it takes away sadness. It starts out clear." I watch his smile lessen ever so slightly. Most people wouldn't notice it.

"Why is yours blue and not clear?"

"Because it takes away sadness. I don't think I was ever sad. Was I ever sad?" He looks at me more seriously, but he still had the same soft ghostly features.

"I don't know Ghostbur. As long as you're happy." I smile to him underneath my mask once again.

I can see why most of them like Ghostbur. Shameful he wasn't like that when he was alive. People may have liked him more.

But, in reality, people would have never liked Wilbur, no matter what he did. They wouldn't have liked him at all if he didn't start L'Manberg. They wouldn't have liked him if he wasn't bold and named himself president. They wouldn't have liked him if he won the election. If he didn't go crazy, he still would have been called insane for staying calm. If he didn't blow up L'Manberg, then his closest friends would have thought he didn't have the guts to stand up for himself. Nobody would have liked Wilbur.

I never knew him personally, but Wilbur was probably my favorite person on the whole SMP. I wouldn't have trusted him regardless, but we definitely would have been allies.