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"I won't let that happen." I whisper, my eyes glinting. "Trust me…"
"No! I never had been given compassion before! I'm not going to start now!" I back away, grabbing my head in my hands.
"C-crying?!" I wipe my tears away, only for them to be replaced with new ones. "…!" I grab my axe guitar, smashing it into the wall.
(pfft. Maybeeee. ) I take his hands away, looking at him. "Shh. They're not going to get to you."
"You'll help me by leaving!" I shout, trembling as I stand to my feet. "Just go!"
"What the hell do you want?!" I snap, turning around.
"You can tell me…" I say, hugging him gently.
"Dammit! Why?!" I shout, tears rushing out of my eyes, and I collapse.
Satan: *hugs her protectively* …it's alright… I teleport to my house, and rush down the hall, staggering and dropping to my knees.
(she can be persuasive!)
"Who are you talking about…?" I ask, arching an eyebrow.
Satan:… "Dad! What the hell?! How could you?!" I scream, coughing up blood. "I… dammit!" I turn, rushing out of the room.
"…? What?" I ask, smiling lightly.
Macska: *rips off his ring, throwing it into a fire* Goodbye… *blinks, and dies* "Macska…!" I gasp, tears streaming down my face, feeling a pain...
Macska: *coughs, laughing shortly* … I take a step away, my eyes wide in shock.
Satan: Macska- Macska: I've just lost my purpose. I'm not needed anymore… *brings the axe up, stabbing himself in the heart* I blink, shocked as...