Section 3 finale End Dialogue. You won. It was difficult but you finally did it. You killed her. The one who Created you. You look around at the chaos of the room. Your friends and loved ones. Beheaded, deboned, suffocated, dr---ed. Your eyes land on A----. Your guardian. Your best friend. Your lover. Their body petrified to stone. You feel empty. You feel like you shouldn't have won You didn't want to win. You look down at your pitiful C------. Dead. Her body is cold. Just as cold as that river. Her blood spills out from a large wound on her chest. The one you caused. The blood was the same colour as yours. Bright blue. You pick up a pencil from your C------'s desk. It glows in your hand. Slowly, the pencil begins to turn monochrome. It crumbles into dust. You watch as everything also turns monochrome in the room. Paintings, furniture, utensils, drawings, creatures and corpses. You don't turn monochrome. You feel the ground, now textured like a stone floor, begin to crumble. You look around the room. Glowing cracks appear on the walls, the roofs, the people you loved who are now gone forever. You knew this would happen. She gave you the same mind as her. Just with some alterations. She knew what she was doing. She made you follow a script you didn't want to. Because this is her story. Your story. You were practically a mnemonic. Her mnemonic. The air is cold as everything begins to crumble into dust. The roof goes first. Then the walls, then the floor. You begin to fall. You fall into an endless white void. You swear you could hear singing, like a choir. Angels, maybe? Given the place you're in right now, possibly, but it's impossible to tell. You see your own hands turn monochrome. They begin to crumble. The void begins to turn darker. Dying like this doesn't feel as bad as you thought. It just makes your body feel senseless and stiff. As your body turns to stone just like everything else, you feel warm. You close your eyes one last time... ...as you too are erased... ...just to come back in a new world, maybe in a new outfit, maybe in a new body, maybe in a new mindset, but always in one of her Creations. Pointless. Your life was pointless The fight was pointless It was all pointless. It hurt you so much to realize that you were just a pencil drawing turned self aware. It hurt that you were given free will, yet couldn't act on what you did until now. It hurt that your friends died just to know that C------ would just come back again. There'll never a good ending... ...because there was never supposed to be an ending to her purgatory. But there was to yours... For now. The end.
you should know who's thinking this. she's made appearances before. just not as many recently. only one, actually. sorry, have i been too cryptid recently?