Sup? How y'all been? I'm back with more random stuff. This will be a string of one shots and drabbles that are a bit, uhh... under my regular stuff. In many aspects. Maybe not in quality... there's not much I can do to lower that. Which is why this is M rated. Those will be darker than my usual stuff, and rarely will contain elements and characters from the games you all know. It'll be me, trucking along with elements of the persona series, such as shadows, personae, the works. I will not update this constantly (when do I update something constantly, again?)... when I feel like one of these is coming to me, I'll update it. As for other fics... I dunno. Time will tell. Anyway, hopefully, you can enjoy the slightly heavier, but shorter read. On with it.
Hey... let me tell you a secret.
At night... when I crawl and hide... my darkness roams about.
And hurts...
And maims...
And kills.
I fear it so much... I've never been able to tame it. I feel like I'll turn into stone if I look into it's sickly yellow eyes, then shattered to bits without a single bit of remorse.
It might be true, yes...
Not even here, in the cell where I'm locked away forever, the creature... the darkness is not bound by its walls.
It still goes outside and murders in cold blood.
I am here because of its wicked doings... my freedom was taken away because of its evil, unstoppable hatred for everything.
And the thing insists on wearing my face...
Why... I sob into a corner as another sleepless night drifts on. The guilt and disgust creep into my spine in the form of a sinister chill, as my hands suddenly grow colder and stiffer, much like they were dipped into cold water.
It did it again... I know it did.
I tremble, clutch my head, cry and wail alone in my solitary.
Where would they put me next?
My powerless sobs fill the lonely room as my fears merge with reality. My vision shakes.
I feared the night, because my darkness would roam the land and kill in my name. Then, I feared the day for the punishment for my darkness' deeds awaited me...
The world was so cruel...
... I not only feared it all... I hated it, as well.
It was so unfair. I just wished I didn't have to atone for that thing's sins.
I just wish they saw that it wasn't me.
What wouldn't I do to have my freedom back...
"Open your eyes... I'm you," the wretched thing whispers into my ears, far as it is.
I scream and swing my head backwards, hoping the wall would help me get that voice out of my head.
It doesn't work.
That night in special... was haunted by flashes and voices...
I saw much of what it did, that night.
And it kept telling me... "I'm you,"...
"I did it all,"...
"I deserved to be there,"...
No!
Enough!
... Get me out of here... I'll do anything...
... Get it out of here... Get it out of my head...
... Why me?
I black out.
...
...
When I come to, I am in a place different than the one I was in before.
Everything is white for a couple of seconds... and then back to black, as something shields my eyes.
I try to move. It's useless... I'm tied to what seems to be a chair.
No...
I sob once more, and as I do I bite into the fabric that muffles my impotent screams.
Why... does it haunt me so...
It's its fault! Can't they see it's that thing's fault?!
Can't they see that's not me?!
Ignorant bastards! Damn them all to Hell!
Someone please set me free!
...
I feel a sting on my arm.
... They jabbed the pin.
I stop struggling against my will. The restraints that just started running in my veins are far more powerful than the ones tying my limbs down.
All I can feel is the fabric over my eyes getting wet and warm with my tears as my mind begins to drift away.
Why... must it end this way? That thing remains unpunished... and I'm the one being sent to Hell in its place.
... All I wish is to drag all of them under with me... watch them choke on their own blood as they plead wordlessly for mercy... cretins... how dare they mistake me for that thing...
I do not share its hatred! I've never done anything to anyone! It was all that things fault!
It was all...
... it's M-...
...
... Hah.
Well? Not my usual line of writing. But hey. I'm actually going through writer's block, so whatever gets my juices flowing. If you feel like you wanna drop a comment, review box is right down there. I'm Raidou the 16th, not sure if I approve this message. Killing is bad, mm'kay? See y'all some other time.