X
"Why is my scar shaped like an X?" Scar asked himself as he exploded the head of yet another state alchemist. "Does it mean something?" He mumbled some more incoherent words as he wandered off.
Scar walked past an exit sign. He glared at it. "Stupid exit sign! That X knows what his true purpose is, but I don't! Oh, the cruelty! Oh, the unfairness!"
He walked past two teenage girls working on algebra homework together. "X is a variable! Maybe I'm part of some sort of complicated equation in the grand scheme of life! O, Ishbala, give me a sign if this is true!"
A leaf fell into his eye. He took this as a no.
He came to an intersection and thought deeply. "Maybe I am like an intersection; a philosophical crossroads between...Uh..." Scar is too stupid to be a philosopher. He decided to stop thinking before the effort causes his brain to implode. Again
He wanders into an orphanage and kills a toddler playing with building blocks. The building blocks have the letters of the alphabet on them he picks up the one with an X on it and wanders back outside before anyone notices that he was there. They're all idiots.
He sighed and gazed upon the X. "Oh, why can't I know my place in the world? Why can't I be informed of my divine purpose in life?" He threw the block at someone's head. The fell over and died. He didn't care.
Scar walked into Old Navy to buy some pants for his wife, Gusty the fatso. He found her size: XXXXXXL.
"So much X!" he groaned. "They all know what they're here for! Why not me?!"
He went home feeling thoroughly depressed and sat down on his couch. He picked up the remote and went to the porno channel.
There was a censored sign with an X on it.
He stood up.
"I know! My scar is a censored sign to stop people from fully enjoying life!"
He blinked and sat back down. "...Ha! Yeah, right. I'm an amazing person! Everyone loves me!"
Suddenly, a bunch of pirates jumped through the window. "There it is! X marks the spot!"
They started beating Scar with shovels before digging out his brain. "We found the treasure! Arrr!"
They leaned greedily over his slightly pulsating brain and opened it up.
To their dismay, there was nothing inside.
THE. END.
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