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Mental Suicide

Icy cold air escaped my mouth, the mouth that held my blank look. I watched those puffs of icy shards gradually fly away, and cling unto the rough walls of the cavern.

"Hm." was the only response that hinted my amusement."Hm."

As the frosty air that made my atmosphere a practical air conditioner, I switched my gaze to the crystal claws of which was of my possession. As I flexed it, another blank look escaped my mouth, incompletely covered by the ice mask adorning my face.

"Hm."

I rose my head a little, my long, slouching neck aching slightly from its full hour of supporting my head that faced down. There, at the corner of my eye, I caught a mammoth-like creature scurry out of my lair. Though he was at a far distance, I could decipher his emotion, the emotion that every living creature would show when my presence was felt and seen: fear.

Why are you scared?

"You!" I spoke brutally with a cold and wispy voice, yet it bounced off the walls with thrice the quality of sound. However, my beckoning only made it run off with more agility and fright. "Eep!" was the only quick-delivered wince that I got out of the thug.

"Hmph!"

See, this is the one reason why my immortal life is bound to the wrath of loneliness. This is why my boring day alters to the large depression that my chest always feels. It is the burden my Master has made me heave every day in this pathetic and desolate place he told me to reside. I hardly even know my purpose for continuously living on. Can I simply rot away? No.

"Harrumph!" I shouted, waiting impatiently for the price of showing off my attention. "Ha...rrumph!" I repeated, the words slowly getting out of mouth. No sound or voice dares to reply. "This...pathetic."

"Pathetic...stupid!" I bellowed, my eyes fluttered shut, feeling water drip unto the corners of my eyes. Somehow, I wonder if that was the frequent drops of ice-melted stalactites, or...I don't really know. Either-wise, I'm still depressed. That is moreover confirmed.

I'm bored.

I want to bump my useless excuse for a head and collide it with the rocky walls, which is probably going to quicken up the process of my death. I wanna die.

I wanna sleep.

"Sono saki e yajirushi susume..." I quietly sang, wanting to lull myself to an endless void of dreams, be it a bad one or a sweet one; I have no intentions to care. I want myself...to sleep...forever...

I closed my eyes shut, the drowsiness overcoming me. Ah...sleep...it's a short version of death, don't you think? But...I painfully wish and long for it to be never-ending; no one would mourn over their loss of me anyway. But, with my luck, such is a "fat chance".

And with my luck, I will always wake up to the real nightmare of my life.