(Warning: uses of bard words! only D@mnit) "No..." [1st person] That was the last words I spoke before I could even see, before I could even breath. It felt like the world was closing in on me, drowning me with all the things she could've said to me...but I don't like girls.....she don't like me...she's using me. My eyes watered as a slightly clenched the wet dirt bellow me, my only source of calming...my only way to my father's soul. Her voice still haunts me, why couldn't I even give up on her, is it because it's my fault...my fault...MY FAULT!. "Damn it!" I screamed as I slammed my head against the sandy Stone before whimpering some more. I couldn't see her, I couldn't love her...so I k!lled her, I finally freed her. [third person] FIssure began to walk into the endless void, he was dead...no he was still feeling this horrible grief...than why is he out here, was it because of "him?". Fissures paws went into a fast halt as he stared over to his younger self, the kit who knew no better, falling in love with random cats around him...such a mindless fool. His claws extended as he began to growl, Pouncing onto the harmless kit and digging his claws within the smaller feline "YOU FOOL!" He yowled out as he began to scream some more "YOUR TO WEAK!, FATHER IS DISAPPOINTED IN US" Fissure screamed some more. "STOP NO PLEASE!, IM SORRY....I'm sorry" the kit began to cry some more as it clawed into the ground, traumatized and shaking....wait..was he the.. || Fissures eyes widen as he stared down at his blooded claws, the same ones that traumatized him, the same one that cause him to be...him. "Im sorry..." The kit whimpers softly before smiling gently... NO DAMNIT SHE DONT LOVE YOU!, he wanted to yell at the now sleeping kit...but it was too late, he cant change his past...or the future. (if you read the first SRP of Fissures first time being traumatized than this would make more since)
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