Finally, we were free from the despair of the killing game.
But...
Were we really free?
Sure we weren't in the program anymore, but we were still scarred. We still remember how we died, who killed us, and everything that happened. We even remembered our time when we were corrupted and propelled to spread raw hopelessness like puppets bent to the will of their master.
Sometimes I wonder if it's too selfish to classify myself as human. My actions surely weren't. Unfortunately, there's no way to turn back time. Our only choice is to move forward, and accept our future filled with hope and despair.
At least that's what I said. The least I should do is believe it.
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Fanfiction[THIS VERSION IS DISCONTINUED] After the killing game, it wasn't as great as anticipated. Sure, everyone was happy they escaped but the wound was still there. There was tension among the group the needed to be resolved. ____________________________...