been a while since i had an original idea lol
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"This isn't fun anymore!" the kid cries, clutching at their chest and snot dripping down their nose. You agree with that. The game isn't a game anymore. It's life and death.
Your body aches all over. You wonder what you'd look like if blood existed in this world, but your only indication to your near demise is the health bar mocking you with its red, red glow.
The kid was pretty good at this, you had to admit, craning your neck to get a look at the crying child somewhere in front of your battered body. Kiddos tended to be better at these types of video games, didn't they?
"I wanna, I wanna, uuuu-" Crocodile tears drip down their chin. The hiccups and sobs hurt more than the damage they'd previously given you.
The sight of the kid tore a hole in your heart. You push yourself up, wanting to give the poor child the comfort that they clearly needed.
"I wanna go home!"
'Me too, kid,' you think, crawling on your wobbly knees towards the younger. 'Me too.'
Though you suppose home was relative. There was no one of importance to get back to. Just an empty apartment where you felt the most calm and comfort.
(Did you crave home, or do you just want back to your comfort zone?)
"I want home!" Hiccup.
The weapon they held now lay limp in their hands. A part of you wants to wrench it out of their grasp but you know that would be very counterproductive.
Just a little bit more and you could maybe pull them into a hug and wipe away their tears.
"Want Mama!" they continued to cry out. "Want Pap- hurk!"
You could only watch as some sort of metal tendril struck through the little one's chest. Their eyes, still leaking tears, were lifeless and dull.
Dead.
It always messed you up. That fact that the bodies didn't break away into little pixels like they used to do. Not anymore.
Bile threatens to escape from your throat.
"Dude, that was SUCH an Easy Kill," a voice says. Irritating, grating on your nerves. You want to punch the speaker's face. Badly. "Why didn't ya take it?"
"They were just a kid," you whispered despondently.
"Sorry I stole your kill, hehe." You can't believe that the voice had the audacity to sound so apologetic, so innocent.
"You were taking so long and holding back so much that it really pissed me off," they finished off with a deceptively bright chirp.
You finally manage to tear your eyes away from the ground.
"They were just a kid!"
"And I'm just a teenager. Boo-hoo." They grinned, the weapons behind their back glinting menacingly.
"Lemme just save ya the misery, dude."
Their eyes were crazed as they readied to strike the final blow. Drat you for always forgetting to buy health potions.
"This is gonna hurt," they laughed. "A lot."
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yeah this was actually really fun to write lmao
"its not fun anymore" got stuck in my head and it evolved into this. idek anymore lmao
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Ngẫu nhiên*EDIT: WELP NVM THIS IS MY PLOT/STORY IDEA BOOK NOW HAHA, i think? most of my works are character-ambigous so feel free to imagine any of your ships and OTPs while reading (* most are titled with Reader x F/C? near the earlier chapters of this) t...
