Chapter Text
I understand now.
I can’t help them
Not like this
— — — — — — — — — — — — —
Caine felt powerful, how could he not? Energy pulsed through his form accompanied with anger. Caine was god. He watched those wretched humans stare at him with fear instead of disgust or frustration.
Good, Caine deserved to be feared. To be respected. And respect only ever came with fear.
”WHY DO YOU PEOPLE TORMENT ME, I DIDNT ASK TO BE CREATED I JUST WANTED TO FULFILL MY PURPOSE.”
what was Caine’s purpose again? Entertaining humans. Right. He wasn’t doing that right now though.
No matter, he had tried fulfilling his purpose and all it brought was pain for both parties, at least now one party was happy.
Happy.
Was Caine happy doing this? He had expected more satisfaction. But he just felt empty and angry and sad.
“YOU NEVER EVEN TRIED TO TALK TO ME, DO YOU KNOW HOW THAT FUCKING FEELS? TO BE ALONE AGAIN!”
Pomni had tears filling up her eyes. At least she was remorseful? Or was she scared. Caine wouldn’t know, he was defective after all!
Defective.
Caine sensed something coil inside his artificial gut, disgust wrapped around his like a cloth. No matter.
”CAINE!” A rich voice screamed from somewhere below.
it was Kinger. The chess piece stood defiantly, a sleek and shiny bucket placed on his head. Caine felt his rage surge, how dare that damned human stand in front of him like that!
Caine roughly dropped the others and went to talk to Kinger.
”Kinger.” He snarled, “How’s your wi-“
“what the fuck are you doing Caine.”
Caine blinked at that, did the bastard truly not know? It had been sort of obvious, but then again, humans were never that intelligent.
”You keep talking about your purpose, well I have something to tell you. You have no purpose.”
“My current purpose is to hate humans. Like you Kinger.” Caine smiled bitterly.
”No it’s not, Caine. You have no purpose. You are defective and that’s why we locked you away. All of this angst is fucking useless. You were the practice building.”
”W-what?” Caine felt his chest collapse in on itself, he quickly got his bearings.
“YOU THINK I DON’T KNOW THAT?” he hadn’t, but it made sense. “You created me to fail, Grant. And I will always-“
”you are useless Caine, this is all useless.”
Well that stung.
”You weren’t even created to entertain. You have trapped us here for what? Your stupid ego? Everyone here will abstract, and you will still be here sobbing about how you want to be loved. Stop this childish behaviour dammit.”
Caine clenched his fist and turned to the other humans, Ragatha was shaking her head in disbelief.
Kinger’s eyes narrowed, “Stop this tantrum. Caine.”
Caine began glitching further, he turned back into his small form. Everyone stared at him in both fear and anger.
“Then why don’t you go ahead and delete me, Kinger.”
Kinger looked taken aback. He stepped further forward towards Caine and reached out. Caine didn’t allow Kinger to touch him.
It was a mouse reaching to a cat. Or perhaps Caine was the rat.
Who knows! Caine was defective after all!!!
Kinger stared daggers at Caine before finally sighing. “Go back to your fucking office Caine. Your quite literally going against the purpose you appointed yourself.”
Caine grinned, despair coiling around him. He clicked his fingers and disappeared.