【𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊 𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐃】

【𝙁𝙀𝙀𝘿 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙈𝘼𝘾𝙃𝙄𝙉𝙀】
【𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐎𝐂 𝐱 𝐓𝐀𝐃𝐂】
It all started... a long time ago. On a lonely Christmas night, a box, a present from a distant family. In it, a headset. The cause of his plight. He put it on. The worst mistake of his life.

"ꜰᴏʀᴄᴇᴅ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴄᴋᴏɴɪɴɢ~ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍꜱ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱɪᴄᴋᴇɴɪɴɢ~ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ~ ɴᴏ, ᴛʜᴇʏ ʙɪᴛᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏɴᴇ, ʏᴏᴜ ꜱʜᴏᴜᴛ~"

It shouldn't be possible, not in this day and age, yet, it was. He was right here. Stuck. Imprisoned in this digital hell hidden behind a kid-friendly veil.

"ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ, ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ, ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ ᴍʏ ᴍɪɴᴅ~ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ ɪᴛ 'ᴛɪʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴀʟᴇ ᴜɴᴡɪɴᴅꜱ~ ꜰᴏʀᴄᴇ ᴍʏ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛꜱ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ʜᴇʟʟ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴀᴄᴋ~ ᴏʀ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ~"

Time had no meaning. His sanity started dropping fast. Old friends gone, consumed by their growing insanity. His own mind fell deeper and deeper into the black abyss, messing up names, and misremembering faces, his time was nigh.

Not yet... there was still a chance... Or so he told himself as his mind deteriorated. The light was fading fast, and nobody could help him. He was alone. But, in some part, a very distant and broken piece of his mind persisted. That remnant of his old self refused to fade away. If he goes down, let him be the last one...

ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ, ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ, ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ~ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ ᴍᴇ 'ᴛɪʟ ɪ ꜰᴀʟʟ ᴀᴘᴀʀᴛ~ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟ, ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ ʀɪɢʜᴛ~ ɴᴏᴡ, ᴅɪᴇ ɪɴꜱɪᴅᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰʟᴀᴍᴇꜱ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜰʀɪɢʜᴛ~"