The Vantas's room was dark, no stain of light within.
Kankri's form was curled up in the far corner of the room, white eyes glowing in the darkness.
He was covered from head to toe in bruises from his kismesis and cuts from his own doing.
Mutant was even carved onto one of his arms.
Candy red blood stained his once white walls, spelling words that weren't true.
Worthless, LowBlood, scum, undesirable...
His kismesis was getting to him, tampering with his mind and thought process.
Kankri didn't dare speak as he gazed at the wall, reading over and over the horrid words.
His throat was burning harshly.
A knife rested in his hand.
Beside him in his corner, there was a note that was too, written in blood.
'Am I such w9rds?...'
His candy red trickled down his chin slowly and he finally closed his eyes, swallowing hard.
Breathing became shallow, form became weak.
The little troll had met his peak...
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