Nepeta's point of view;
Equius is dead. My morail. He died with a smile, next to Gamzee. Equius' hands where around Gamzee's throat, while Gamzee had a bow string around Equius' throat. They died together. My best friend died with a smile on his face, he died fur-for*, for me.
I hadn't seen Equius smile for awhile... His smile at that time killed me. It hurts to think about him.
I have given up my quirk, I don't feel as though I have earned it... Not with how weak I am.
I visit Equius everyday, I spend hours crying on his grave. Rose told me that this is how human would take care of the dead. Rose no longer talks.
Equius was- no, Equius is the only reason I get up. I was to weak, I couldn't protect him. I'm sorry Equius. I'm sorry...
I get up everyday at five P.M, when the sun in still up, and I practice, I fight until five A.M., then I go see Equius. I wear his sign on both my arms, and his glasses, as a sign of respect.
I pity myself. If I was stronger I could have saved Equius, if I was stronger no one would have died.
Equius has been dead fur-for* a month now. I will become stronger for Equius, even if it gets me killed.
I practice of Gamzee's dead body... Although his body has rotten, and caused little white things to come, I still practice on it. I don't think anyone know's I do it. I hope no one does.
If Equius could see me, I know he would tell me to stop, he would know what I should do. I can't do much other then break things, and cry. I no longer Roleplay.
Equius, what do I do?
~Nepeta leijon
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AU Homestuck
FanfictionIn the game almost all have died. Most trolls died, and only one human was left. Rose, Nepeta, Sollux, Vriska, and Tavros where left. Each spent the first few weeks alone in isolation.
