Killmonday Stories

The memory of his voice echoes across the canopy, scattering into painful shards of laugher, of warm whispers by your ear on dark nights, of snatches of song on those precious Saturdays spent together. You weep, as those lost moments wash over you. You weep, as the pine needles kiss your knees where you fall. You weep, as a heavy arm falls around your shoulders, pulling you into his embrace. You weep, even as he murmurs that it will all be alright, because already you are beginning to believe him. - - - - - A grieving sibling, mired in their own tragic memories. A starving parasite, seeking a new tale on which to feed. Together, they... Get into some bad stuff. Probably a vent fic, I guess.

My story beginns, where the game "Little Misfortune" ends. I wrote it like a sequel. It's about friendship and how Misfortune and Benjamin have to fight against the parasite Morgo again. They have to face new adventures in The Beyond and have to handle many difficult situations. I already started to post it on Instagram with some illustrations for better imagination. And sorry for my bad English...