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Vitamin pills taste like candy to me

//DISCLAIMER!!: this may contains attempting of suicide, and self harm, if you feel uncomfortable with these type of scenarios feel free to not read it or skip the chapter :3//

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*player pov*

As i wacthed through the tv mindlessly pressing the remote looking for some good channels because im bored out of my mind..

Then suddenly i felt like something touch my shoulders and felt like a fucking dump truck hitting my head by a maximum full speed of 100 kilometers-

"Do it."

The voice- no. THING spoke as i whipped my head to the area where the voice rang.. there is no one there. Holy shit im really going insane! Too bad im already a bit cuckoo in the head at the start of this adventure-

I feel my eyes moved to a certain room- where is the fucking kitchen, as i felt like my body was in control. Like a puppet being held by their puppeteer, i got up and slowly and steady walk over to the kicthen.

There i grab the drawer slowly opening it to reveal a knife.. laying there, waiting for me to grab it and do something. Without hesitation i immediately grabbed the knife as i made my way upstairs-

The headache worsened as i continue to walk my way to the bathroom- where most of the time i used to look at myself and question on how the fuck am i even alive right now-

I slowly closed the door, letting the smell of shampoo and other hygiene stuff went through my nose as i weakly and steadily made my way to the mirror.

I look at my reflection, builderman i went through a LOT. I shaked my head as i look at the knife in my hand, as the voices rang inside my ears telling me to do it.

Man this is the first time im going to do this shit to myself, but it is what it is i guess- i slowly pulled my sleeves up revealing my bare skin with some scars during some fight here and there.

This time these new scars is going to originate by myself and not fights.

I look at the shiny knife as i slowly lean it closer to my hand, as a almost wicked and somepoint- insanely smile cracked in my face as i lean it closer the tip almost pressing it agaisnt my skin.

The voices rang even more louder telling me what to do, as my headache worsened.. but i didnt care as i started to press it. Hard.

It hurt a bit- but it made my headache lessen slighty as i slowly and steadily cut myself in the wrists and arms.. i wince a bit here and there as i continue to put cuts and wounds to myself.

The headache finally stop as i successfully i mean literally- slice myself by both arms, i yanked the bandages off of my bathroom sink as i carefully wrapped my arms up with bandages.

I mean...

They will think it was just from a fight, so theres nothing to worry about.

I smiled at that fact as i finally pacthed up myself, as i turn on the sink and hummed while cleaning my knife- looking like nothing depressed shit had happened.

As i continue to wacth the knife being washed by the water.. i couldnt help but what that thing told me..

"Is if you dont."

Was.. it really right?- at this point i knew i should've have stop myself from doing something reckless, but i sighed as i turn off the sink.

I look to the knife- kinda wet from washing, as i grabbed a towel to wipe the water off- making it more shiny than ever. I put the towel at the bathroom sink, which was stained by blood from the attempt earlier.

I smiled almost insanely as i point the knife at my stomach- i tried to pull it a bit closer.. but i just couldnt, i wanted this.

I wanted this to all end.

I need to do this.

Otherwise im going to be in a loop.

Fighting.

Killing.

Giving.

Fighting.

Killing.

Giving.

Its all just the same, i fight, kill and retrieve the swords. I feel like im in some sort of simulation that you need to one thing, and one thing only.

Theres no escape so why not.. just end it all?

I slowly push the knife tip a bit closer to my jacket- the tip of the knife almost pressing my hoodie i was wearing.. i smiled somewhat insanely and happily.
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*3rd pov*

"Kyoko, i know your worried for player safety. But in this hour of the day! They are usually sleeping like a fucking rhinoceros-"

Kicthen wizard exclaimed as kyoko sighed knowing kicthen wizard was right but it wouldnt hurt to try..

"Still, wouldn't it hurt to try?"

Kyoko asked as kicthen wizard reluctantly agreed, sighing and mumbling as terry look at kithen wizard.

"Youre built like a rhinoceros kicthen wizard."

".."

"Im gonna fry you-"

Kyoko immediately shush them as she slowly knocked the door- loud enough to hear from the second floor- just incase player was in the second floor-

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*player pov*

*Knocking noises*

That made my head turned around, as i stop myself from plunging the knife into my hoodie and through my stomach as i raised my eyebrow.

"Player!! You there??"

A voice rang- it was terry, i look through the knife pinpoint at my stomach then at my bathroom door.. should i just ignore them..

"No."

"Ignore them."

"Your so close to escaping."

"Escape."

"EsCAPE."

"ESCAPE."

the voices rang as i pulled the knife closer, as i widen my smile- the smile that a insane man- or.. er.. person, have. But then a thought came up to me.

"What will they react?"

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"Do you really wanna do it?"

The thought came crashing into my mind.. as i pondered, having second thoughts.. the voices SCREAMS at me to do it, but in a miracle i actually pull the cabinet drawer open and tucked the kinfe away..

I frowned, but then again.. i will just wait till the right time to do it.

I closed the cabinet, as i made my way downstairs.. the soft creaking floor noises rang through the room as i stand at the front door, I put on a smile like some a emo wannabe kid-

As i softly open the door.

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Vitamins pills somehow gave me the power to write this /j

But anyways!! Hope you enjoy this chapter! Hope you all have a great day/night!! ^_^

And goodbye!

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