𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎 ┊ ✧. 𝑹𝑶𝑻𝑻𝑴𝑵𝑻

Ｐｒｏｌｏｇｕｅ

" I will not let it use me to consume the planet! "

" Not sure it needs you, buddy. "

My entire body was in pain, especially my chest. It felt like something had bitten into me forcefully, taking away the only thing that kept me alive. I hated it. All I wanted was to cure myself of this terrible illness that I had inherited from my family, most likely from my mother. I longed to be in her arms again. She was like an angel who always blessed me, and I had failed her by not being able to cure this curse of mine and hers. I just wished I were strong enough to defeat it, that's all I needed to do to help everyone who had been infected with this disease. Then everyone, whether infected or not, could be free from this cursed planet.

That was all I wanted to do

I only wanted to help

Why didn't anyone see what I did was for the good?

Am I Evil for trying to help them?

As I opened my eyes, I struggled to focus on my surroundings. My visor felt cracked or broken, and I sensed the weight of crates pressing down on me, preventing me from moving. I yearned to be free from this burden, to escape and feel carefree forever. In my mind's eye, I imagined running through fields of lush green grass, something that I have missed during my time on this planet. Despite being surrounded by crates, I could see the distant fields of green, just out of my reach.

Will anyone ever come to help me?

Or will I have to pick myself up again?