TW: suicide, blood, graphic descriptions.
Looking over the headstone one last time, I squinted my eyes closed and drove the blade into my stomach. I let out a yell of pain as it went in, but I gathered all of the strength I could to yank it out again. The knife was rusted and blunt, so it took a bit more effort, but I dropped it onto the grass below me, shaking as I saw my own blood coating the knife.
Coughing up the vital fluid and tasting the iron, I fell back and closed my eye. Even though the pain was agonising, I smiled a little. And, I let my heart slow to a halt.
When I woke up, Mari's arms were wrapped around me. "It's so good to see you."
I remained unemotive, but I wrapped my arms around her in the tightest embrace I could muster. "Let's go home."
And, as we wandered into the forest behind the graveyard, I could feel Omori pull me in closer.
Oyasumi, oyasumi...
...I know that it's hard to do.
THE END
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𝙾𝙼𝙾𝚁𝙸 ~ 𝟷𝟶 𝚈𝙴𝙰𝚁𝚂
Fanfiction10 years later, things have changed for everybody. And, when Sunny returns to Faraway, he'll see just how much. ~~~ THIS STORY CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR OMORI, MENTIONS OF DEATH AND SUICIDE! BE WARNED! ~~~ started: may 28 2021 finished: december 17 2021
