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The last thing Berdly saw was Noelle, being forced upon to cast a spell.
Then he felt cold... very cold
Now, he lays on the ground below him, searching higher for... anything. Is this an afterlife? If it was, then why is it so... dark? Truthfully, he wished for a different outcome than the one provided. Kris was obviously not okay, if their speech and them actually caring about snowdrake and the new shopkeeper was anything to go by. He couldn't blame Kris for what they did...
Because in reality, they managed to do what Berdly had long been wishing for.
The cuts on the bluebirds arm are the same, but more scarred over from the recent ones. He looks around and finds a door, to what he didn't know. His armor disappeared, replaced by his polo... and a skirt. Whatever, nobody will ever know he secretly had envy for Kris and Noelle. If they did, he would be made fun of relentlessly.
Alas, he must open the door to see if this is truly a dream. Berdly never believed in a god or the angel, because they never believed in him, so why believe in a higher power? They didn't protect him when he got beat, they didn't protect him from being harmed, and they sure as hell didn't protect the people he loved.
He opened the door to find a hallway, a door located at the end. He took slow steps, trying not to stop.
the weight of the world, is resting on thin ice
The sounds of everything, reminded him of a roaring left undue. Ice, Cold, all meshed into one horror.
when the surface breaks, will i find paradise?
The surface did break, but this was defintely not paradise. In fact, it was most certainly an hell to tourture him, squeezing at what love and compassion he had left, replaced with cold and bitter hatred.
as i freeze to death, left to repent
He may have been 75% of the way to the end, but in real life he wasn't even 20%. He couldn't live in a way that others could care about, he would always be a bluebird of misfortune.
what a waste of time, it was in retrospect.
Berdly creaked open the door in front of him, and inside he found a room, deer on the bed in front. Berdly realized something with more dignity than he should have.
That in front of him? was dess.
She looked at the bluebird, eyes widen at the sight of one poor Berdly. Her skin had splotches of black, and the room simple like the inside of a book. One computer, one bed. one drawer but no bathroom. Berdly stepped back, he didn't want her fucking pity, and he didn't care how crass his thoughts were. No adults cared, and honestly he should have realized it a long time ago.
- "Holy shit... What kind of nerd shit did you pull?"
Dess laughed, while Berdly couldn't handle it anymore. He didn't need a reminder that he is a worthless bitch, so why would it fucking care? Nothing mattered, nothing never will.
And so, he screamed...
Screamed from the constant rejection and pain, screamed from his own mind yelling at him, screaming because thats all he had left. He screamed for a solid 3 minutes until he couldn't anymore, tears rushing down his face like a waterfall. He fell to his knees, and didn't even noticed the deer in front of him, worried that she drastically fucked up...
- "Berdly, I fucked up. Could you look at me?"
Dess said with a quiet tone, one that even in his youth Berdly never heard. Dess was loud, bombastic and a rebel, all things Berdly was not. Nevertheless he maintained eye contact with the deer monster.
- "I... I didn't know it was that bad. Fuck, now it just makes me sad for all the times I bul-"
- "I... was truly an asshole, no wonder why I am..... dead"
- "You aren't dead in the same way I am, you can live again, but..."
Dess looked away.
- "If you truly were an asshole, I wouldn't have tried to comfort you, I'd probably joke about you killing yourself. You're a nerd, one who did care but one who had something going on in your 'mind palace'. The only way that you can live is... if Kris wasn't possessed."
Dess looked back to the Avian, eyes confused when Berdly knew that something was going on.
- "Is it weird that was the most good thing anyone has said to me, without me proving anything?"
- "Trust me, I am the queen of disappointing my parents. You don't need to be a know it all, you just gotta be... berdly"
Dess smiled before pulling Berdly into a hug, one which he took for granted. It felt nice feeling someone's embrace without the constant voice in his head nagging about how worthless he is. Dess parted the hug, and looked at Berdly.
- "Those cuts you have, are those yours?"
Berdly should have expected this comment, but it still came as a surprise.
- "Y-yeah"
- "If you ever go back to the light world, just... stop for me, okay?"
Berdly nodded, but was utterly confused what a "light world" is.
- "Will, but whats a light world?"
Dess facepalmed...
- "Oh my fucking god, you never had that explained when you went down there to that damn robots kingdom? Knew Mr. Fluffy toothpaste boy was a submissive fuck."
Berdly laughed, one of the first true laughs he had in awhile. She was sorta right, Ralsei was very... submissive to others, kinda like he was a slave to Kris?
- "Ehhh, don't want to hear about it no-"
- "Holy shit, is that a Skirt?"
Berdly blushed in embarrassment, realizing that indeed, other people can see him looking like a total femboy.
- "Okay, I m-may had envy over your s-sister. It doesn't mean anything?"
Berdly glared as Dess laughed, eventually calming down enough to speak.
- "Oh, we are definitely going to have the egg talk, but not now."
- "What in the absolute fuck is 'the egg talk'?"
Dess only had a shit eating grin, one that Berdly couldn't resist glaring. Okay, maybe she was still a failure, but at least she is now with someone who he can trust...