Your name is Dirk Strider. You're seventeen years old and you and your friends have finally defeated the ultimate obstacle, the boss of the game, Lord English.
Maybe it will be better to say, most of your friends. Since one is no longer here.
The bucky teeth are nothing compared to John's and you miss them, because even if they were the same as the kid who's alike your best bro, they are still different.
When everyone laughs and cheers, you take a sole second for yourself to frown, and then you smile proudly as you look at the shining stars above. After all, you accomplished what you were aiming for ages.
Making Jake English strong.
And even though it ended up unplanned, you're comforted by the proud feeling in your chest; though that disappears as soon as you're on your own to get some rest, or in your case, as always, to think.
Jake English was your best bro, but also was- and stll is, your love interest.
Since young you were preparing him to something big. Something challenging. Making him strong enough to beat his adversary.
And you know what?
You managed to do that.
But the proud feeling in your chest quickly disappears and is replaced by stabs, a black hole swallowing your heart, tears blurring your vision and you hold them in as hard as possible.
You know that you didn't prepare him good enough. After all, if you had,
Jake English wouldn't be dead now.
So I thought of a thing. What if, while defeating Lord English, Jake ends up being killed as well? Reviews are always accepted and mostly begged for. Thank you for reading! 3 ~I.K
And then this came up.
I'm not very good at Sadstuck and it's only the second Homestuck fanfic I've finished writing, so... Excuse me for how lame it is "XD