Melphantom: I wrote this with my friend Andrew. He doesn't have a FF account. Enjoy!

Andrew: Thanks to the above author for giving e this opportunity to shine bright!

Finn POV:

I tried saving him, but I failed. I defeated the monster but I wasn't in time to be the hero. I couldn't keep up on my oath and now I have to live with this horrid fact. The horrid fact that he's gone and not coming back. If Death didn't raise him already, it's surely not going to happen.

'Damn it, Finn...You're a failure.' I keep thinking to myself. 'you should have tried harder.' My mind is telling me. It's driving me insane. My promise is lost and so is the great feel being an adventurer used to give to me. The thrill and fun of it seems gone. It's depressing, actually.

Everyone else in the Candy Kingdom and even the Nightosphere was pretty upset too, I suppose-but I feel I was most effected somehow. It just made everything I stood for feel like it died. I guess I've seen things get hurt or die before, but this was different. Normally, not so much chaos would be brought about from an event like that. Now, things just felt different and wrong.

I hadn't even touched my stupid sword in a week-or even thought about going near it. I only go out of the tree house on occasion. It just doesn't feel worth it. I keep all the blinds shut-as much as Jake likes to try and re-open them. As well, the windows are kept shut-fresh air seems pointless. Maybe even air does, too?

What was life from here on out? Could I stay in here forever like this? Would I get over it? I don't know the answers to any of these questions, really.

Food? It didn't have the same energy it used to give me from eating it. Jake even tried making his famous and amazing sandwiches-nothing. He tried getting one of Tree Trunks apple pies-still nothing. Energy was drained and I doubt fixing that was an option right now.

'Idiot. Failure. Stupid. Useless.' My brain insulted me along with a list of other harsh words. Whatever.

Maybe if I were to leave I could never mess things up for anyone ever again, I had thought. Leave? Where would I go that I wouldn't be known or found? Is there a place I could live in the middle of no where and not be found? Maybe I could change my name? Nah. It would never work. Guess I was stuck here.

Jake and BMO keep telling me to stop being so hard on myself, but I just can't. This will take me a while-if ever-to get over. It was my fault for chaos and death, all the things I spent years preventing.

Could things get worse? I don't think so-and surely, I'm hoping they can't. I don't need more stress then this, really. Ugh.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry that this is what I've resulted too. Sitting here and mourning my past hobby and career that I loved more then anything. It sucks. I feel horrible.

I'm just sitting here alone on the couch... I suppose my depressing mood has gotten Jake down too. He was there when it happened. When my failure showed itself... I can't stop thinking about how much everyone must miss him. Especially PB. They were always together.

Wow, he was a really important member of the Candy Kingdom. I keep thinking of all the memories I have of him. It just makes everything worse. Everyone must really hate me. I really hate me. I don't even deserve to be here, do I? I let a close friend die.

And I can remember it so vividly, like a haunting nightmare...

Andrew: I was born on a dark and stormy night. I was getting into my bathrobe when the ninjas attacked. The end.

Melphantom: Uhhh. Andrews weird. Review, please!