I grabbed the gun and began to load it, I should only need one bullet. I looked back at the gun, it wasn't big, but enough to kill someone. I put my hand on the trigger, just grazing it ever so slightly. Then I put the gun right above my left ear.I sat there for a good solid minute, rethinking everything.
Stop thinking so much, it'll all be over in a minute.
He pulls the trigger.
He collapsed to the floor, as he bleed there was a violent ringing in his ear before it all quieted down. He put his hand to his head, when he looked back at his hand it was covered in blood. The pain was horrible, he was sure if hadn't been long. But it felt like an eternity.
An eternity of pain. He looked at his bright kitchen light, felt the food tile floor, and saw the world one last time. This sick, cruel world. Full of so much hate, pain, disease, violence, and war.
Then everything went black.
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His eyes began to open, it took him a moment to realize what is happening.
He was outside now, but what happened? He died! He looked down at his hand that was previously covered in blood, it was white.
He tried to go up to someone, but they didn't see him. It was like he didn't exist to them. Then he ran and knocked on someone's door.
The person that answered looked around then mumbled to herself. "Must be some stupid kid prank." She had looked right through him, so does that mean no one can see him?
He tripped and fell, he prepared to hit the door, but he didn't. He looked around, he was in this person's house now! Is he a ghost?
Is that why his hand looked white instead of any sort of skin color? He ran through the house until he found a mirror. He practically screamed when he saw what was staring back at him.
It looked like his Minecraft skin, except if it was in real life. He had the hood, the horns, and teal eyes. What happened to him? Why is he a real version of his Minecraft character?
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FanfictionThis is a random Goodboyhalo and Badboyhalo au I've created. I hope you like it! And some of the personalities may be different in order to better fit the story. The art is not mine, and I do not take credit for it. It belongs to its creator. This s...