Thread:Happywolfpuppy/@comment-31191359-20190210174047/@comment-31191359-20190212012129

And thus, the adventure through worlds, reverse and true, begins...

But even then, how do we know we aren't the reverse world?

In a monotone world, where color is worshipped...things aren't pretty.

Think of it like this; you have no home, no money, you've been kicked out by those you loved, and everyone either hates you, or you hate them, they've all betrayed you...that's a scary thought, huh? Well, honestly, that's what happened to ''him. ''The one you play as, and all he has is enough to buy beer he craved so much, being an alcoholic. The job he was hired in only gave him enough money to buy what he had to...what would you do in that situation?

Obviously you'd be good, try to get a better job, at least a raise, but he didn't. He did what he 'had to,' according to himself, or that's what he told himself.

He thought he was in a dead end, with a boring life that would lead to passing away in his sleep. But no, he had his own solution...

He'd kill someone, the law never caught murderers unless they killed several at a time, like an Otter who'd grown famous for killing around one-hundred people, then suddenly, dissapearing, never getting caught until his body was found, this otter's name was Indicus... So, he took a steak knife from his home, not fancy or clean, not stylized, nothing like that, just your average steak knife, he wasn't rich, he wasn't anything like that, he wasn't careful with it, but at night, his black coat blended in with the shadows, as he cut the knife through a man's throat before he could scream, and did the exact same to the woman sleeping next to him. It was silent, quiet, and it wasn't painful, but they woke up to the worst nightmare they'd ever have.

Two happy people, shortly destroyed by an unhappy man.

But then again, what else could he have done? His life was on the line, after all.

But then, he got caught.

He fled, he hid in the forest.

Right now, he was eating a bunny he'd hunted down.