Runaway Favremysabre AU

Prologue

All the terrible things that happened to Sabre during that arc, the vandalism in his house, the Leaders not doing anything to help him, all those people saying those awful things about him, it pushed him to the edge of just... not caring anymore. Sabre didn't want to, but all the hate against him was going too far, and more than anything he wanted to run from it all... but he believed that he could just hold out through it until it was over.

People in the Kingdom still talked behind his back. Although whoever outright said it to him was stopped and slightly reprimanded, as everyone remembered that's what the Corrected Sun did, but nobody really ever stuck up for Sabre.

Besides, the damage couldn't be undone.
No one else really cared about it anyway, and Sabre was left alone with the sting of their words. The only two people that really cared for him then was Green Steve (aka therapist) when Sabre could visit his house, and M when they would meet up at the abandoned library.

However, both those times were rare, and Sabre would mostly just stay inside unless he had something to do in the Kingdom that day.

He had heard the Violet Leader talking about him while he was in the Citadel. He had heard the townsfolk whispering about him while passing by.

A few people even spoke their mind to him directly, and there weren't any Guards to ward them off, so he had to listen to that for a while. Arriving at his house that evening, Sabre was hoping that he got to unwind after that day's events, when he saw why so many Guards were absent today.

Light and five Guards were standing in front of his house, which had become damaged deliberately by someone unknown. Windows were punched out, the door was bent and its lock broken, and there was even a hole or two in the walls. Visible through the shattered windows were more signs inside, each having more hurtful things written on them like last time. Sabre's items that were in the house were strewn about, some fragile things even broken as well. As soon as Light saw him running up to the scene, he tried to soften the blow best he could, but there wasn't really anything he could do.

He and the Guards had cleaned up most of the mess left behind, but they couldn't fix the damage until much later.

As Sabre froze in front of what was left of his home, Light apologized and said that he could stay in an empty Guard's quarters if he wanted, but Sabre brushed it off and said he would deal with it. Light didn't think much of it, and he and the Guards left as it was getting late.
Little did Light know that this would be the last time he would see Sabre for a long while.
As Sabre sat awake late into the night, crying in his destroyed home after an awful day, he realized something..

He didn't feel safe here. He never did. He's living in misery to protect people that would barely care if he died. He's surrounded by people, who used to be friends, that hate him for something that he couldn't control.

People that used him, had impossible expectations for him, and never treated him as a person, but rather a living war pawn. Now that there was no war, he was useless to them, so they were treating him accordingly. He had given them everything he had, even giving up his place in the World Beyond to save some of them, but they never did anything in return. He didn't belong there, and to them, that was enough reason to shun him. As tears continued to stream down his face, Sabre quietly broke down at the realization.

Sabre couldn't take it anymore.

He had to get out.

If everyone didn't want him here, so be it.