Have you ever had a dream where you were falling, and you knew that sooner or later you were going to hit the ground, leaving all of your sins and memories to follow right behind you, their immense weight, trapping you under the tears of those who've mourned you?

you watch while they cry for the poor soul of someone who's life had been meaningless in the first place, yet they still care. you're left to wonder why all of this happened, but when you find out, even if it wasn't what you were expecting, you weren't fazed at all. you can't cry now because you've already started your walk home, back to where you've came from, back to the dirt of society, only to be forgotten a year later.

you sit on your hands, trying to get the attention of those who don't even know your name and pick at the scars of wounds that hadn't healed, only putting you in more pain.

truly, the world is a terrible place, but there isn't anything you can do, no amount of negotiation or reasoning can fix something that just cannot be fixed, for it isn't broken

Don't cry demon.

'who are you…?'

Felix jumped up, scanning the room quickly, recognizing every detail he saw. his breathing was heavy but settled quickly. he could see the yellow walls of his room, the many medals hung up on the wall, and the smell of fresh baked pie loomed in the air. Felix was beyond words, but he knew.

He was home.

Epilouge

Crimson Liquid no longer coursed down his body, his small body in which he dressed quickly to go see his beautiful white rise, his dynamite girl, the woman who sat in her apartment, awaiting his return. running through the nice-landers complex, greeting everybody with warm smiles and handshakes, he had no time to spare. through the central station he met two familiar faces he thought he'd never see again, stopping to hug the girl and the giant at the same time, telling them how much he's missed them, then continuing towards his love, who waited at the top of the castle he had taken over five days to scale. he blinked quickly, tears streaming from his eyes, parting his lips and smiling wide. he thanked god, he thanked and thanked and thanked all he could to the skies, to the heavens, to anyone who happened to be near to listen to the song of a man who had cheated death. his eyes shined bright, and his honey glows had returned, glowing brighter than they ever had before. he stopped at her front door, raised his gloved hand to the door and knocked.

Crimson liquid no longer coursed down his body, his small body in which stood outside of his beautiful white roses door, his dynamite girl, Sargent Tamora Jean Calhoun, the woman who had opened the door seconds later.

"Evening mam'"

All right, The End.

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