Regrets..

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What happened to him.. Is it my fault? My fault for what happened to him.. If I could go back in time, I would absolutely beat the hell out of that monster... That insane monster... I still remember his smile, like EVERYTHING WAS A GAME TO HIM. It was.. that one fateful March.. He wanted a surprise for his birthday.. but I- I didn't know what was about to happen. Those people in the building, ALL THOSE PEOPLE, engulfed by flames, thrown out of windows, or fell as the building crumbled to the ground.. He laughed and laughed, like this was some sick joke.. And Jasper, he looked. unsure.. That was when I knew that he was some kind of son of the devil. I told him I would quit, and that I didn't want to be associated with him anymore. He called me some names. I still remember looking at Jasper, looking for some sort of help or good inside of him, but he was already too far lost. He chased me out of the city, I escaped, unfortunately with minor injuries. I found an ER, and that was when I met Berry. She quite literally smelled like fresh-plucked berries and we became friends. Then we realized that we were way more than friends and well, we got married. I finally had a true happy moment of my life. We settled down in a little house in the rural-subarbs. That.. that was when I heard about Jasper. I drove all the way back into the city, and I almost fell to my knees in relief and horror. He had actually been killed during his attack at a salad bar. Then.. then Jasper, he had gone drunk and blind with rage that he got caught and he.. he was put on death sentence. I rushed to the prison as fast as I could. But it was too late, they were already preparing his body for the funeral. I've always been loyal to him, but now... I abandoned him when he needed me the most.. I weeped for 3 days straight, oblivius to the danger that was yet to come. Eventually me and Berry had a child. Then, I walk into the home to see some sort of demon. It had no eyes.. and.. and it smiled with malicious intent. I pulled out my hunting knife that I swore not to use since I got chased out of the city.. but it was too strong. Suddenly, black tendrils extended from its back, one of them impaling me. The last thing I saw before I bled out was Berry shrieking. And now here we are. The brother I had once admired his staring me down with his bloody machete.. Well, if I'm going down.. I'll at least be satisfied knowing that I finally got to see my brother again..