#healerfount

Shadow milk took a shuddering breath as he swayed. All around him seemed blurry. What was he thinking? Destroying the world? And for what? He lost everything. He turned into whatever he is now. A cruel monster. A lying beast. It was never what he wanted. Why did his mind break so easily? All he wanted now was to get hurdled into a warm hug from his dear Healer. Healer who he thought he had lost all those years and eons ago. Healer who turned out to be his enemy. Who he thought was a thief but turns out to be his actual husband. Oh the world must be laughing at his face right now.

He was done. His mind was breaking from all the voices. His body crumbling from all the magic strain and entities that were not supposed to be combined with him. All that fighting. Everything was truly futile.

As his body slumped forward all Shadow milk could think about was that maybe somewhere in another timeline he is with his Healer, with his family, living a much better life together. Where they aren't separated. Where they are actually happy. Where he doesn't become this.

Just as he was about to hit the ground he was hurdled into an embrace.

— Shadow milk! — a worried voice called out, while a lot of white and yellow came into his view. Ah, no mistakes there. It was none other than Pure Vanilla. Or well. His Healer too. Maybe the universe decided to grant him his last wish after all.

— I wish.. you never left me that day.. — Shadow whispered knowing that Nilla would hear it anyway. He felt at peace to be honest. As if as his body and mind were gradually being destroyed he slowly went back to how he was first created. To a gentle cookie whose mission was to share knowledge. To a cookie who actually made a good husband and a father. Who made mistakes and fixed them. And maybe it was a blessing to go that way. Not as a violent creature. But as someone who was killed eons ago and now will have a proper burial.

— I'm sorry.. I'm so so sorry.. I never wished to leave. I wish I had never left you. — he hears Nilla hurriedly talk above him while pulling him into a tight embrace. Shadow could feel a warm tinge of magic covering him like a blanket. Probably Nilla trying to heal him. But both know that there is no point.

— I don't want to go.. — Shadow found himself saying in a small voice. He wanted to stay here. In this warm embrace. With everything he lost and yet found again. To build everything anew.

To just have that stupid fucking normal life that he was stripped of. That's all he ever wanted.