RISE OF THE EMPIRE

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"Are you sure? this is gonna work?"
"More than ever!" wiping of his last tear drop he confirmed in a stren voice.
The voice that gave chills to anyone who's listening. So cold and void of any emotion but rage.
"Don't be stupid! This way you're only going to end being killed. Let's sit and talk over a soju. We are going to find...."
"I said I'll...."
"And I said no, you dumbass"
After a few moments like this, he spoke again
"You don't need to get involved"
"I don't know how long you wish to live with that statement of yours, and if nobody steps up I'm gonna finish you off for sure."
"You can never understand."
"And can you? If you could you wouldn't have said that we don't have any business left with you"
He sighs, with this constant tug he was getting exhausted.
He agrees to them silently and walks off to his bed.
pulling his covers up, he looks at them. The stare was no longer cold or leashed with anger. It held the warmth, it always had.
"Goodnight. Off to bed, before I change my mind"
They smile looking at him, a big one, and then looking at each other, nodding for their victory.
Little they know that he was already a goner. The one who cannot be saved.
He waited for them to be dragged into somber sleep and when the clock struck 2:20a.m. he snuck out of his bed with soft padding. and left the house with his belongings. As if there was no one there. No one who occupied the third bed. No one who used packs of rolled hallucinators. No one with a chestnut bun ever coexisted with them.
Not just two of them, he left left the six of them entirely, at once, for what? A suicide mission?

#angst
#visualgraphics
#maturecontent
#cussing&swearing
#no_fluff