Homestuck Scenarios

~ Heroes Never Die ~

How Long Has It Been?
Too Long To Make Up
Or Too Early For A Comeback?

I Open My Eyes,
Everything And Nothing Hurts.

A Rainbow Of No Colour
Flutter Around My Aching Head As I Survey The Land

A Land Bare Of All Aspects,
Naked Of Emotion,
I Close My Eyes
And Suddenly All Shifts...

Your vision is blurred when you open your eyes.

Goddamn, you think, it's too bright.

You start to process your current status; you're on a comfy bed, lights are the first to greet you, and your body hurts like a motherfucker.

"Really author, this cliche?" You whisper.

A sudden surge of pain hits you like a freight train.

"OK OK!" You rub your head, cursing under your breathe hoping I didn't hear you talking shit."I'll go along, just give me an expla-."

A loud noise interrupts your dialogue. Looking up,'you' direct your attention to the source.

"(Y/N)...?" The source sounds shocked.

Your eyes widen as you call out their name.

"Author!"

"You know you addressed me a little while ago but-" You embrace the author quickly.

"D-Does this finally mean the story continues?"

The author gives an empathetic look. "The book will stay to the fans and kingdom ..."

Your eyes light up.

"But I will not."

You stare eyes wide.

"You must understand my choice and reason. How can I work with something I no longer have the feverish interest or charisma I once had."

I grab your hands.

"I'm sorry but I can't do it. Hate me or call me a giver of false hope but were you to be in my shoes you would understand."

You look down.

"Please look at me."

Your return to the author's sight.

"Just let the book leave as complete. I can't keep these false promises anymore harsh as that sounds." They let go of your hands.

You feel yourself drifting to sleep.

"Author..." You reach out.

I have to turn away as my book breathes its final breath.

"It's for the best. Understand. "

I have to turn away as my book breathes its final breath.

"It's for the best. Understand. "

I finally, leave this book to rest.