They said, the game is fun.
They said, the game isn't going to kill you and lighten up.
Play the game, they called.
We're waiting, they cooed.
Sell your soul to love, and when your heart is forced from you turn to the devil. They wickedly cackled as their words changed you forever...
You lay on that ground, crying your heart out, if it was there any more. What you're crying for, you've forgotten in this period of time. All sense of time...has been lost. You are JOHN EGBERT and you see your best friend, Rose Lalonde, broken and lifeless, and has gone grimdark before you even had the chance to talk to her properly. You loved her with all your might and wished to see her. You saw her in this game, Sburb, and all you could do was think of horror and yourself. All you could think of was your dad, without even knowing what she thought, or how she became grimdark and right now all you could turn to was the killer in front of you. You wondered why he hadn't killed you yet. You held her pale, cold hand to your cheeks as endless streams of tears flew down your face, hitting the bloody ground with a soft drip. You want to ask him something, but crying leaves you voiceless to ask. All you do is look up at his black dog face and hoarsely whisper,
"Why?"
This is the start of my Sadstuck/Grimdark Series and I'll also do the Beta trolls and Alpha trolls if I can. I already have an idea for Karkat so as soon as I upload the kids, I'll get to the trolls.
