THE BLACK PARADE.

St. Jimmy.

TRIGGER WARNINGS FOR SUICIDE.

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[flashback]

Johnny died today.

He blew his brains out. Just as what St. Jimmy did before him. Jimmy couldn't help but let out a devious smirk. But deep inside, he had this feeling, it was quite peculiar since he's not supposed to feel anything down here in Purgatory.

Well, other than rage, envy and pride. But none of those are what's tugging down his spine. He's.. nervous.

St. Jimmy never felt nervous before.

He was the Patron Saint of Denial, all he did was deny all the feelings he doesn't want to occur, but this one -it was unstoppable. Like raging fire throughout his spine. It raced down through his rather dead body and that's when the other emotions built.

Pain, guilt, love, pity.

Love?

A word St. Jimmy never knew what was the meaning of. It never did made sense to him, all he knows is that it made humans pathetic. It was their weakness, which is why St. Jimmy never intend to learn what it is.

He paced back and forth in a bridge, somewhere in the center of Purgatory. It looked like it was about to fall anytime soon. It was rickety and made out of blackening wood, every time Jimmy takes a step, it creaks. But none of that matters at this point. Johnny is about to arrive in Purgatory and he's gonna meet him soon.

Not that he doesn't like Johnny, it is his good part after all, but that's actually what made him nervous at the same time. Johnny indeed is his good side. He was Jimmy before all the pain, misery and loneliness. He was Jimmy before he started to lose hope that his life would get better.

St. Jimmy is the bitter-sweet becoming of Johnny. The embodiment of his father's rage and his mother's love. The one who faced reality with no hint of hesitance or dread. He was Johnny's exact opposite. But in a way, he was one with him. They are one. United in one body, but never will be the same person.

Reapers appear every now and then and St. Jimmy never paid attention to them before. It was this, Heaven, Hell or in Limbo. No one ever goes to Limbo -the place where the unwanted goes. The rulers of the three dimension always want a soul. Always. Its just a matter of which kingdom is better than the other. But Purgatory has always been the one where fun comes from. The thrill of the chase, the eeriness of the whole land and the feeling of something lurking in the dead woods.

Johnny's reaper appeared not very long ago. Johnny is already in Purgatory.

St. Jimmy stiffened. The caskets started to disappear one by one as soon as each soul got out. The forest is already packed up with new souls, everyone looking confused or startled. Their dead faces looking at one another then to their own bodies to confirm how very much dead they are. Their reapers eventually disappeared, after they told the souls why they're here.