Why do you hate me?|| Killermare ||

Chapter 1 (re-wrote)

This is my first story in English and please help me out if you have any suggestions on how to make it a little bit more interesting

⚠️Warning⚠️ this chapter contains self-harm. Please leave if you are uncomfortable with it.

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Third POV

It was a night like any other inside Nightmare's palace, although in a chamber inhabited by a small skeleton, blood dripped to the floor...

This skeleton, was named 'Killer', what a strange skeleton he was... Hateful tears flowing down from his cheeks, forever staining his pale white bones. A target-shaped soul that rests in front of his chest, and emotionless eyes that were like an endless void.

He wanted to erase himself and his AU from existence, but unfortunately for him, he was saved by a dark and goopy skeleton with long tentacles on his back, his name, was Nightmare...

"12 cuts, 13 cuts, 14 cuts...” he stopped, 'That's enough for today...' he put down the sharp blade stained with fresh blood, and bandaged up his now blood-stained radius (name of bone)

Little did he know that, a certain skeleton who has heterochromic eyes, would start to suspect Killer for his lack-of-eating.

"Killer? May I speak to you?" asked Dust, Killer looked up at his tall friend, "Yes, what do you want to speak about, Dust?" he looked up at his taller companion with a slight hint of confusion.

Dust looked quite embarrassed, "I wanted to ask if you were alright..! You've seemed pretty quiet lately and haven't been eating much for the past few months." Killer's eye sockets widened, not by the fact that a Dangerous murderer was asking if somebody was alright, but by the fact that somebody actually cares for him.

Tears started to form on Killer's face, some already falling down to his cheeks as he sobbed from time-to-time. Dust was shocked at the sight in front of him.

“H-hey! It’s alright, don’t cry! W-was it something I s-said? Oh god… Don’t cry, please..!” Dust begged Killer as he tried to comfort him, tears staining the couch they were sitting

Almost everybody could hear Killer’s sobs inside the Palace, which immediately awoken another companion, Cross.

Cross went down the stairs to Killer’s chamber, there he found a crying Killer and a worried Dust. He ran to them, and hugged Killer, which slightly calmed him down. They tried to be as quiet as possible by doing so, since, it was way too early in the morning and they had training later in the afternoon.

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Chapter 2 is out but it will soon be re-wrote because it's quite cringe. Thank you for reading this and I hope you enjoyed it! Shoutout to Maxi_Heartz for re-writing this!

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