maybe we should have a content warning
“It happened… I-I failed them… I-I’m sorry…”
[ He sighs, huffing. He’s tired. His voice is full of panic. He leans on his scepter, but he’s still on guard. 1x1x1x1 walks closer, trying to help him. He’s going to collapse soon, yet when 1x1x1x1 tries to lend him a hand, he moves back fearfully, not trusting 1x1x1x1. There, in that moment, the king didn’t see someone who was on a quest to save Builderman, he didn’t see someone who genuinely wanted to help and change. Instead, he, manipulated by the voices, saw nothing but a monster that left only destruction in its wake. ]
[ 1x1x1x1 tries to yank the small dagger out of the king’s grip. The dagger was causing the king’s body to freeze over. 1x1x1x1 desperately yelled, begging the king to drop the Ice Dagger. ]
“IT IS KILLING YOU! DROP IT, PLEASE!!!”
[ But… he couldn’t hear 1x1x1x1’s desperate pleas, drowned out by the hateful voices that continued to overwhelm and manipulate him. ]
“T-That voice, I hear it again… C-Can it be…?”
[ The king felt fear, fear for the future of his kingdom and people, fear for his own self, and fear for the future of the world. A part of him hoped that the Ice Dagger could somehow, just somehow give him the power to defeat the adversary standing before him, as if he was the main character in some sort of anime or show… but this was no anime, and he was no main character. ]
[ The king was cold, but he still wept. Tears trickled down his face, freezing over before they could even reach the ground, and when they did, they shattered into shards of ice. ]
[ 1x1x1x1 watches helplessly, the king’s body couldn’t withstand the power of the Ice Dagger. Even then, his grip on the Ice Dagger is tight. His determination to keep the Ice Dagger away from 1x1x1x1 would ultimately kill him. ]
[ Guards rushed in, only to see 1x1x1x1 strangling the king, until finally, the king stumbled backwards, slipping on some ice, and just like the tears that he had shed, his body had shattered. ]
[ Silence fills the room. The guards are equally as speechless as 1x1x1x1. ]
[ He picks up the dagger. Frozen blood crystals grow on the Ice Dagger, a macabre reminder of what he has done. He hides it in his pocket. The cruel king was right. Tutorial Terry was right. That mysterious figure was right. He’s never changed from who he was. ]
[ The guards don’t move, they also see what the king had seen, a cold-blooded killer who was willing to kill innocents just for power. 1x1x1x1 turns to stare at them blankly, to see their reactions, and just the stare alone spooked them. He was no longer welcome here. Well, he wasn’t welcomed here in the first place. ]
[ None of the guards want to deal with a ‘Sword Fights on the Heights’ sword-wielding murderer… or in that case, dagger-wielding murderer, so they flee to evacuate and protect the rest of Blackrock’s people. He’s fine with that, he’s no stranger to hatred and negative attention. What was he expecting? Him to be praised after killing the king in cold blood!? ]
[ The king’s skeleton is all that remains, which leaves him slightly uncomfortable. He’s killed people before, so why does he feel so regretful? ]
[ This is his fault, he, and just like everyone else and all the guards that had witnessed the murder that day, hates himself for it. ]
uh this was just a snippet of the low quality crackfic i was writing
i don't think it's a crackfic any more...
this is some extra ooc scrap, so sowwy...
also you can refer to me as radioactive anon (hi)
