You have reached storyline Death! At prompt INSANITY turn to Page 55.
This is insanity.
Surely, I'm going mad from this tragedy. It's understandable, I just lost everything I've ever had, but this? A glowing wall? With symbols I've never seen. Voices in my head talking to me. I've turned into a complete wreck.
I put a palm to my head. My hand laying on my chest, attempting to calm down my racing heart as I took in dusty, staggering breaths. I've gone mad, haven't I? I start to pace back and forth, each step reminding me of how dead the grass was.
I look up to the sky. Not bluer not less, yet it feels different. Everything feels different. I've dreaded this moment. A moment where I am at my lowest stand. People who have stabilized me—who has made me who I am today, — wiped off the face of the Earth and I've fallen down.
I lay down on the dirt and I gaze the sky. Tears formed in my eye again as I accepted my reality. I've accepted the fact that I am to die alone, for the sufferings I've caused made me deserving of this fate.
"Hello?"
"Agh!" I yelped out of surprise, clutching my heart. I see a woman with brown hair and a muscular build. I quickly stood up, stepping backwards to a wall.
She looks around, taking in the ruins. She seems, mildly surprised, or more like intrigued. "What happened here?"
I pause for a quick second. I take in a deep breath, building up courage to say, "A massacre." I don't know how she heard me, —because my voice lowered significantly answering that question, —but she did anyway. Her eyes widen. "Oh," she says, sounding guilty. "I'm sorry."
"I don't need your pity."-Page 32
"It's okay."-Page 10
"Who are you?" -Page 49
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The Great Slaughter
AdventureA CYOA game revolving around the only survivor of a massacre. Discovering magic and strange people, he's set on revenge.
