Most people in Portwood are just .... normal. Not these guys. These guys are far from normal, some even far from human. Sometimes you need a bit of chaos in a black and white world.
(I'm alive! I don't want to though...) Noah's head pounded. A vision flash through his eyes.
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He wondered what these visions meant. Noah swore he recognised the people in the vision, but he couldn't remember where. Suddenly, someone banged on the door. Noah jumped up and unlocked the door. He smiled at his mentor. Noah's mentor grabbed him by the head and threw him into the wall. Noah held back tears. He watched as blood dripped from his head. "Useless." His mentor muttered. Noah got up and walked out. He was walking to the bathroom to clean up. Noah had his hand covering his new scar. Ankou walked passed him. "Hi." Noah called. Ankou looked at him before quickly walking off. Noah didn't know why people ignored him. He had only had conversations with his mentor. Noah walked into the bathroom. He washed his scar with water, ignoring the burning feeling. He grabbed foundation and covered the mark. Noah walked back to his room. "D-do you need me to do anything?" Noah asked his mentor. "No." His mentor said, coldly. His mentor was never much of a talker. Noah disided to go for a walk. He walked passed a temple God made. He didn't know what the temple was use for, beside the father project and the Da Luz project. It wouldn't hurt to look. Noah thought. He walked in. The only things in there was benchs and a table, but there was something on the table. Noah walk over to it. On the table, there was a man sleeping, his chest was cut open. Noah had always found human anatomy interesting. The man opened his eyes. "What are you gonna do to me now?" The man said, very tired. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up!" Noah exclaimed. "So, your not gonna hurt me?" "No." "Good. I'm tired of people being in awe of my organs. Do you guys not have organs or something?" "Only some." "I'm Norman, who are you?" "Noah." "Cool." Noah smiled, this was the first time someone other than this mentor talked to him.
Noah sat in his room, crying. He heard the door open. He quickly changed his expression to look happy. Ankou opened the door. "Noah." He said. "Yes, Ankou." Said Noah. "God is dead." Noah never liked God, but the others were close to him. "I-I..." Noah stuttered. Mothku shoved Ankou out of the way. "We have freedom, bitch, get used to it!" Said Mothku. It appears Noah wasn't the only one who disliked God. Charon stood in the doorway, holding someone's hand. "Thats Noah." He said. A familiar face peeked into the room. "Hey, it's you, Noah." "Hello Norman." Noah couldn't be happier. People were talking to him and God was gone.
(Sorry for not updating. School started and my mental health is shit.)
