!WARNING!
Vi0lence, Bl00d, G0re
Read at your own risk. If you get scared easily, suggest you read my chapter yet to come.
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"Why did you tell me to say sorry?" You asked, holding your ear.
The white spacecraft was zooming again through galaxies. You were on the mattress, before the window looking out. You were wearing a comfy hoodie and fluffy pants. It was cold outside in the universe, so the spacecraft generated heat. This part was spacious and big. The 4 mini SilverWolfs were still there, in the control room.
"Because, I know how sad you were. And I was listening long enough to know that you wanna stay with them. I know what your heart desires, [Y/ N]. And, you look cute when you try to hide it.~" Kafka says, her soothing voice making you almost cry at this statement.
"What about Elio?"
"He predicted it. [Y/ N], this is your last mission. After this, go. When you're free of this, do whatever your heart desires. When you're down, just remember someone will pick you up. If you want to stay with them, complete this mission."
Tears were now rolling down your cheeks. Your 'last mission'? At least, you'll be free, right?
"K-kafka..." You sniffed.
"[Y/ N], be happy. Ta ta now~" And she disconnected.
You looked around you. What was it gonna be like after you stopped hanging out with the crew? what will you do with your life? Then you realized. That you've spent most of your life serving the Stellaron Hunters that you lost purpose in life. You decided, you're gonna join the Astral Express. They have purposes, and can maybe help you find one. The spacecraft reached it's destination, and finally, you entered the hallways.
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As you were walking, three monsters ganged up on you. You lifted your guns and shot them all. Screeches echoed the hallways, and you started running so fast, your head started spinning. In this state, a monster scratched you on your arm, and you almost tripped. You were bleeding, as blood seeped down the end of the suit. Your face crunched in pain, and continued to run. You reached the Seclusion zone, only to be met with mutant bugs. They were too fast, too skillful, too strong for you in that state. They all gathered around you, as their 'King ' approached you.
They started hitting you with their claws, pushing and shoving you around. No matter how hard you tried to get up, you fell to your knees. They were playing with you, like a ball being bounced around. You yelled to no avail multiple times. One of them took a swing and---
AHHHHH
Your arm fell to the ground. You felt as if you were gonna die. They chirped in glee and started playing more, attempting to cut more of your limbs.
"Please, please, HELP!!" You shouted. Silence.
Suddenly, you felt it getting hot. You looked up. A 'shooting star' was coming, landing on a bug, killing it immediately. The other bugs scurried away, around the arena. Wait, that's not a star. That's--
"[Y/ N], do not worry. We're here." SAM said, holding your other hand. You were so happy that you could've cried.
"Ugh, let me handle this one!" A squeaky voice said, and when you looked to your left, SilverWolf was fighting off one.
"I wanna die." Blade's harsh voice said, as he fought off monsters and took his own HP, only to be healed by himself.
"Looks like we need a metallic hand for this, [Y/ N].~" Kafka's flirty voice said from behind.
"Th-thank you, all... " You said. Tears were rolling down your cheeks, as that black liquid turned smoky red from blood.
The five of you fought a grave battle, that you didn't get to participate in. Then, you saw the Hunters, and fire everywhere, which you managed to put out. Everybody was bruised up. Blade had a thorn stuck in him, SilverWolf had a black eye and painful bumps on her, Kafka's mouth was filled with blood with scratches. And SAM's suit was covered with scrapes. Sometime after recovering, Elio contacted you
"Stellaron Hunter [Y/ N], you are no longer needed for your cause. Now, it's time to start living your life...as [Y/ N]." His voice entered your ears a final time, before disconnecting forever. Your tears flow was stronger, as your melancholy smile grew.
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FantasyYou're a Stellaron Hunter. The 9th, actually. You recently joined, because of your incredible affective curse. Every Hunter praises you, yet you find yourself useless. You know too much, and you can't change your decesion...
