Chapter 15: never forever

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TW major character death, burns, blood,
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Four years later

Ranboo

I got up from my sleeping space and walked to the entrance of my home.

I drew another line with my claw on the left side of the cave.

I don't know why I do this, but I do it everyday anyway.

I ran my hands over the wall. Hundreds of lines, some more faded than others.

I walked back to my sleep spot and picked up my bowl.

My claws slotted into their place on the cave wall, four ongoing lines for four claws.

I slid down the first part, and then walked the rest of the way.

Click click click went my claws on the floor.

Drip drip drip the constant drip of water.

I padded down to what I called the grotto.

It was a part of my home where there was always puddles of water. Four large ones in fact. Three of them were arranged like a triangle, and the fourth one was in the middle.

Dripleaf stalks kept me from falling in, and clay slabs crossed the pools.

Much of the moss has been moved elsewhere, but there was still a layer of it on the floor.

I sat down on one of the slabs, and scooped up some water, and carefully drinking it.

Maybe today I would go outside.

I drank a bit more before standing up, and walking back to the wall.

I slotted my claws into place, and continued down.

The stone underfoot shifted to deepslate, and I took a right. The sound of rushing water became louder.

I had found the underground waterfall a few years ago, and like to sit by it, and listen to the water rushing and trickling.

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But today was different.

The floor was slick with water that burned the pads of his feet.

He slipped.

And he fell.

Fell with the water.

Fell with the falls.

Droplets of water burned his skin.

He fell into the underground lake below, and he saw.

A young man with sunglasses thrusting a sword into his abdomin..
"What!?" Exclaimed a voice that wasn't his own.

A man with pink hair loading a firework into a crossbow. He tried to move, but he was surrounded with walls. "What the he-" said the same voice as last time. The crossbow was aimed at him. His vision was filled with color.

A blond man faced him, bow drawn. He also had a bow. When did that happen? "3, 2, 1," shots where fired. He felt a sharp pain in his side, and fell into the water, his world going dark.

He tossed a sword to a man with wings. "Do it." He says, his voice not his own. The man shakes his head. He grabs the tip of the sword, placing it over his heart, and leaning in like he was giving a hug. He felt the sword pierce through his chest, and as his world went dark he felt arms wrap around him.

He knelt to the ground and removed his armor. A man with a gas mask gripped his hair, and yanked his head upwards, shouting threats to someone running. He felt cool metal touch his neck, the man was still shouting threats. Someone was shouting back. A man with pink hair was pleading.

The man put pressure on his neck. And he felt a slow searing pain dragging across his neck, as if the man has drawn a smile with the sword. Warm liquid ran down his neck. As his world went dark, he heard someone screaming no, and drops of blood in the grass.

And now he saw a golden blond teen, and a brunette teen running up to a split haired teen. They gave him a hug.

The split haired teen sat in a field of purple flowers, laughing with an older, pink haired teen. Their hair was pulled into a loose braid.

The split haired teen sat in a window, watching his friends play in the rain. Just then, lightning struck, and the window the teen sat in shattered.

The teen was lying in a bed, a film of white covering their eyes.

He sat on the ground with a brown haired teen, they were muttering to him.

He played games in a field of what seemed like his friends.

He ran into the woods, burning mad.

The teen looked older now as he drew another line on the wall. Another line, another day.

And now he saw himself slip.

He fell into the spray of the waterfall.

And splashed down into the water below.

Water muffled any other sounds as he burned.

He let out a silent scream.

His ears were filled with a vwoop.

And he fell unconscious.

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I have decided on 2, deal with the angst that comes with this ending.

I'm enjoying this very much.

Have a great day/night and stay safe friends!

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