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I left the Dungeon and found a family who agreed to accept me. They were so sweet and kind that they were in no hurry to ask about my past. I decided to answer them in the same way and pretended to be an ordinary child. Heh. Stupid people. They are even easier to breed than these monsters! What kind of blind belief that a child is a sweet, innocent and pure creature?.. how stupid it is.
I started going to school again and even made some good, just wonderful friends! But ... Some of them were not as considerate as my new parents (name past beings, they don't deserve more) and asked questions. Very uncomfortable questions for me. And noticing that I didn't like them, they started... to scoff. What can I say? Fucking friends. But you have to endure... In any case, everything is better than the already memorized scenario of passing the Dungeon... Moreover, these children are the only ones who agreed to communicate with... you. A mannequin with a rotten soul. They put up with your fake smiles. And you kindly endure them. Deserved. I tried to communicate with such people as little as possible...
After spending a lot of time with monsters, I was great at reading emotions and reacting to them accordingly. As befits an ordinary person...
- Yes! We won! Victory! - Raising his hands up, shouted the boy.
- Frisk, congratulations. - Laughing, said my friend, holding out her hand to me.
- It was difficult, but we did it. Congratulations. I smiled as I shook her hand. Disgusting. It's disgusting. Unpleasant... There are many words to describe how you feel right now, fake. You haven't even tried. It meant a lot to them. They worked in the sweat of a black face to achieve this victory. You didn't need her... I don't think you can say that you agreed to participate with them, even just "for the company." Ha. And in truth... Abomination.
- Hard? Are you obviously kidding?.. I almost died while running!.. It was hell. - the guy complained. He always complains about something.
In hell? This boy does not understand what he is saying. But you... You see the mountains of dust that came from you, your actions, right? Silence is the only thing that has not left you since you chose the path of torment and suffering. And so: you don't feel a damn thing. But she was able to come up with a new scenario... The decision not to leave and see what happens next is good. But how bored were you? My friend and I just laughed at his words.
- I will go. Can't wait to tell my parents about this! - I said.
- Go. Just don't forget to come back! - They shouted at me, then laughter rang out.
I hurried back to school and then walked towards the toilet as quickly as possible. You know, in a sense, this is your payback. The only reminder of what has been done besides your stats. How many dumps did it take before you came to the conclusion that it is best not to try to merge what is happening in the timeline period? Oh yeah, you stopped counting after ten... Hahaha... How long have you been having fun? Quickly turning on the water, I put my hands under it.
- Come on. Let's! What would you!..
I constantly feel the dust, the dust of the monsters on my hands. When in contact with people, this feeling only intensifies, and it can no longer be ignored. When I put my hands in the water, it becomes easier, but... How uncomfortable for you to live with. Ha. The dust does not go anywhere, no matter how much I wash them. Hahahaha... All the dust, baby, was washed down the drain even then, after the first shower, as usual. It seems to have become easier... Tolerable. You can go back to the guys... Oh, right. I need to call my parents.
- Hi... Yes, it's over already... Yes, we won!.. What kind? Of course, I'm glad of that. We worked so hard to win... See you at home! - finished the conversation and sighed, leaning against the wall in the toilet. How tired I am of all this... You lie so well. But I have to stay DETERMINED, because this is... Something unknown to me. When I get bored with this life, I can just leave it. Drop everything again.