It wasn't deep in the sleep at all. Wogan woke up at midnight because of the humidity of the forest atmosphere. He noitced DranGon was sitting behind a tree that blocked everyone's perspective. Wogan quietly stepped over but tried to avoid his attention. It was a bit supicious the fact that DranGon was holding a knife and faced it toward him. He was looking at the moon with the sight of depression. He quietly said to himself:
-I'm sorry, everyone. I am the weakest one, I can't stand up a chance to get a job done. I really need someone, truely someone to stay on the back, I'm so~
DranGon started to having a bit of panic of himself. The knife he was holding shaked a lot, he couldn't hold his hand. Dran held all the pressure in his heart and tried not to crip out a single tear.
-I just wish I can stop everything and I don't have to deal with anything anymore. I can't let go myself any step because I'm here to alive and enjoy what it offered. I just wish to be opposite of everything needs for the living. Can I do this to... myself?
Dran moved the knife closer, a really shaky and painfully managing to hold it tight... DranGon started to stratched his armour a few bit.
-Just do it, don't wait anymore. Please. Don't think of anyone... don't think of future... don't think of anyone's fault... even myself... don't think of anything, just say and do... Please, quickly, QUICKLY!
Wogan heard the shout from him, he rushed out quickly and just only enough to manage to catch his big hands and pulled off. Dran was trying to pull in the knife to stab himself.
-WHAT IS HOLDING ME BACK, LET'S ME DO IT ALREADYYY!!!!
-STOP! YOU ARE GOING OFF THE PATH!!
DranGon suddenly stopped, he didn't look up. He was afraid of looking Wogan's eyes. He held his position still, held even more in and attemp to do nothing. Wogan suddenly held his head and moved it up.
-What you think you doing...?
DranGon was caught for commit killing himself. Everyone also got to wake up after the shouting of their both. Non of them moved in sight but stayed far and tried to listen the conversation.
-DranGon...
-Sorry sir, don't say my name.
-DranGon... put your hand down...
-I said to not call my name... I'm not deserved to be called formally.
Wogan stepped back out, he lowered himself down.
-Your fate remains to be here. The God many times wants you to be good and healthy.
DranGon couldn't say back anything. He was offended awfully. He wasn't embarassed, but was in disappointing of everything.
-We try to hold you back, I don't want that to happen. I wish to let you go, but no one appriciate that. For the respect of yourself, please...
Dran didn't let Wogan finished his sentense and shouted back:
-I NEVER WANT TO RESPECT MYSELF!
DranGon stabbed the knife into his chest so quickly that Wogan didn't even have a chance to catch it again. Everyone came closer to him. His blood bled out on the knife to all over his hand. Wogan quickly pulled out the knife, slightly pat on his shoulder. Everyone was holding as much as they could.
-DranGon, you have been brainwashed. You aren't suitable to go alone in the world. Your work can't be given to everything. You work a lot, yes, but not enough. You need to stop at a point. No one can infinitively walk without have to sit down and take a refreshment. But before you want to keep the work flows, you need to stay respectful to yourself, risking will it useless and you may not be able to give more progress. Just want you to be with us. It may make you uncomfortable but...
-Just don't over do yourself...
Even after the stab, DranGon rised his hand and held Wogan's hand with the knife.
-Please, just one more, I will be thankful. Don't... disappoint me, just do it, ends my suffer.
Wogan threw the knife away into the ravine, dropped in and just wanted to give him the real warm pat. Even how bloody it went, he still there to keep the warm pat still.
-DranGon, don't take this far. There is more ahead waiting for you. Don't turn back and see your shadow, step foward...
-Please... -Dran felt too offended with full of harshment. He just closed his eyes tightly. He didn't want to look at Wogan.
Wogan softly rised his face up. He looked at him with the old depressed face. A dragon with the age of double human's life spane. DranGon tried to look away.
-Sorry please I'm not deserve to let anyone see in my sight anymore. I am the villian... leave me alone...
Wogan came even closer and just really wanted to hug him. Wogan could feel how low and slow his heart beat after the stab.
-I still... wish... to know about myself... I know nothing even where I came from...
Everyone shocked about the fact of what he said. Yet DranGon the whole time never told anything about his origin. But if asked, he only knew that he was there in the DragonLand. He did not know if he was born or he was created. Or even given by a spirit to an unliving things.
-We don't talk right now. Now, chill... stay still... Shawon, give me your watch.
Shawon quietly gave the diagnose watch and used it on him. It couldn't be affected yet but...
-DranGon, I want to see your glorious glowing eyes...
He trusted and opened, the diadnose got him to remove all of his thought and immidiately put him to sleep.
-DranGon, is not normal anymore... he asked to be killed, not wanted to commit. DranGon's mind is corrupted. He would even be thankful for all the absorbtion. I really wish to leave him alone but he is like our young boy...
-For now, just leave him there for a bit of nap. He had enough for today...
Everyone went back to sleep, in pain...
Suddenly in the ravine, the red light started to shine up brightly...
