Chapter Endgame: Nobility
The Monado lay upon the ground and dissolved into nothingness. Silver tried to reach his grab, but it was too late and weakness was all in Silver from head to simple toe.
Crash roared out an exhausted cry of paining anguish. "LIFE!" he roared.
"Shut your mouth…" Vector said in beefed-up torment. His muscles ached like the night sky.
"LIFE!" cried Crash.
"This is a sad state," said Mighty as he returned to his bow. "Shall I put him out of his misery, this foul beast?"
"No, let the warlord breathe his last without a heavy heart," said Omega. He understood conscious desires with his robot brain.
Mighty rolled his eyes and then rolled up into a ball because real armadillos can do that when they ain't bein' roadkill.
"I can't believe you are such an evil species," said Silver to Crash as he crawled over to him and wished for his abs to remain studly.
"LIFE!" screeched Crash.
"Oh, shut your stinkin' face!" Vector said with so much anger and pain. He felt ow and stuff.
"Life…" Crash finally exhaled and then felt his body shut down. "Silver…"
"Aye?" said the hedgy.
"You have defeated me and my purpose," said Crash. "I suppose that finally dissects my reasoning. I was a frivolity of nature this entire time."
"Why do you speak this kind of babble?" asked Silver with his eyes and his heart.
"Silver… I am but a part of a desire for truth. I tried to make a difference, yet I failed ingloriously…" Crash coughed and his nose dropped to the ground and a crate fell on his head because he missed it.
"Silver," said Crash. "I die neither a hero nor a villain. My purpose has been detained ever since my birth. Now I rejoin my mother and my wise mentor…"
With that, Crash grew angel wings, he then ascended to the heavens. A halo appeared on his self. His pants were still rocking that sick '90s swag.
Silver began to cry. "Why are you speaking like a benevolent warrior? You killed Spiderman, you idiot!"
"I tried to resolve all conflicts through a mindset that I was brought up with. I thought I could make do with the errors of this foolish world. I thought I could restore a past order. However, the only order that has ever existed is shrouded in unholy entropy. Those that govern the principalities are no more benevolent than I."
"You madman… We'll never forgive you!" snarled Vector with his crunching teeth and painful biceps.
"I don't wish for you to agree with my callous actions. It was all I knew how to do for the time being. But my mission is at an end. I leave the rest to you. For the sake of all who suffer… either in the midst of turmoil or completely oblivious to the corrupt overmind, please end this war…"
With that, Crash had been engulfed into the heavens and his shiny sparkly fairy dust was no more.
"Dude," said Silver.
"Yeah, bruh," said Vector.
"Uh-oh," said Mighty, bow and arrow lifted to proclaim avid ab territory.
Omega just blinked and turned towards Silver.
"A war," Silver said like a snake tongue because the horrid words felt poisonous.
"Yes, so it seems," replied Omega. "I don't think Crash would lie about that, homie."
"But that's not the worst part," said Mighty. "This war… has been going on right under our noses da whole stinkin' time."
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