Honest lie x male reader: "Does it matter if it's fake?"

day ???: lightmare.

The creature grabs onto me by the shirt, throwing me across the room, my body slamming into the wall and cracking it. I fall to the ground, starting to tear up from the pain. But I suck it up, getting up and holding my sword more tightly now, holding it in a swordsman-like position. But when I look at the scene, the creature is gone, now a ballroom full of similar-looking cats in front of me. They all have X's over their faces, their bodies still, all of them posed like they are having fun, either conversing or enjoying some drinks. I can hear them speak, even though there is no info to consume, the voices ring throughout my ears and make me sick.

?: What a mess of a cat. He is no more of a monster than the bitter one!
??: I agree, walking around here and showing his face like he is royalty. Who does he think he is?!
???: Someone should have trained him better. Maybe he should go back to the woods where he belongs.
I: What...? I-I...

Before I can process the words, a long, sharp object cuts at my face, leaving a large scratch on my... chest? So this is what it's like, huh? I couldn't even see where the thing attacked me properly. I can no longer perceive its colors or face. It's an X, just like the rest of them. Until it starts growing features. Black hair, similar clothes, all the way down to the ears... it's so similar-- no. It IS me. Thou art I as I art thou.
The creature pointed it's spear at me, speaking back to me in my tone.

I?: For what is a man... nothing but a worthless pile of secrets.
I: What the hell are you even saying..?! Why is any of this happening?!

My words reach the audience, but fall on deaf ears. The other me stabs the spear into my head, trapping me in the ground as well. My sword is long gone now, the mirror laughing with glee at the sight of my body being trapped on the spear. My body goes limp, I can't feel my hands... I can't feel my legs... I can only breathe in my eternal punishment, gasping to get words out, with no success.
My vision gets blurry, slowly giving out. The last thing I see is the doppelganger approaching me, grabbing my sword and getting close to my ears, speaking the last words of the play into my head before I give out.

I...: I think I'm done. Being one is no longer fun!

I open my eyes and gasp, looking directly into the eyes of Y/N, the only one I needed at that moment...

Y: Hey, are you okay? You kind of blanked out on me, you know! Hehehehe..
I: Oh.. I'm alright.. I was just thinking.
Y: Awwwww, that's cute!

They laugh it off, making me smile softly and bringing me joy finally. After everything I have been through, their presence makes me so relieved...
If only I could tell them about that bitter lie that is out there in the world. The one that I want to hide, the one that I need to stab. The one that I need... to bring back to me.
I get a sudden headache, the barrel of a gun inbetween my eyes.
B A N G !

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