Hello! I'm julstimes2. This is my first fanfic, so thanks in advance for reading it! I know its not really good, It came to me in English class. No idea how that happened O.o. Anyway, it would be very nice if you reviewed, please feel free to point out any mistakes. Any reviews would be nice, really.
He was gone.

Somehow, he always knew. When it was finally over, someone would not survive. Truth must have really hated him. Or was just a fan of irony. Either way, it was just as cruel. Why would he, when it was all his fault, he made it happen, survive when his younger brother suffered so much? Truth was harsh. What was he going to do? He had nothing. No goals, no hopes, no dreams. What to live for?

Nothing.