#yabidoo

Wait--I'm sorry! Please don't leave me. Don't leave me here all alone. I Lo---Wang Yi, please come back.

DON'T LEAVE ME

P̵̮͒l̷͚͐ë̶͈́a̴̰͝s̷͍͗e̷̘͗.̸̬̂.̸̧͛.̷̦̉.̵̱̂.̵̳̓p̸̼͐l̵̳̉e̸̡͗à̷͈-̴̪̄-̸͉́s̷̜̄e̶͖̒.̴̮̎.̴̜̔.̶̛̞.̶͇̃Ḭ̶̂ ̶̩͒d̶̰͝ō̴̪n̴͓̑'̷̨͋t̷̪͋ ̴̼̒w̴̬̄a̵̠̔n̵̛̹t̷̥͛ ̷̛͔t̷͍̉o̷̯͂ ̷̝̽b̸͂͜e̷͍͌ ̶͓͘a̷̫͋ĺ̵̗ó̷͙n̷̻̍e̶̗͊.̴̳̀ ̶̞͂Ī̴͚'̶͔̑m̷̢̐ ̴͈̈́s̸̺̈́c̶̬͠ä̸͔́ṛ̶̚ĕ̷̳d̴̤̈.̵̕ͅ.̵͑ͅ.̷̰͌P̸̤̃l̵̯͑ë̷̥́a̷̱͝s̴̻̀ȩ̶͆ ̵̧͑d̸͖͐o̴̻̽n̸̲͂'̶͓̈́ṫ̶̗ ̷̥̀l̶̐͜e̸̻͐a̶͓̔v̸͖̑e̷̬͂ ̴̳̏m̷͓̎e̸̮̋.̷̪͐ ̸̤̆h̸̹̑e̸̡̛l̸͈̆ṕ̵̻ ̶̞͂m̷̗͑e̸̳̾.̵͖͌.

"!!!!" When Klaus wakes and springs forward, his entire head feels like it's about to crack in half. Hands grab fistful of short curled hair and he pants. Oh, his chest HURTS and in his mild panic he releases his hair with one of his hands and clutches at his chest. There's a silent scream from him as he leans forward, head hung low.

There's an emptiness inside. I say this is fine. It's really whatever, but....I can't even lie to myself 100%. This sucks.

He really overdid it, didn't he? He really pushed himself when Kratos had warned him not to multiple times. It hurts. Everything hurts.

If....I was going to hurt him like this in the first place, I shouldn't have gotten close. What would have been the point? What did I hope to gain from all of it? Why? There really was no point. I'm going to die, either way. I...shouldn't have gotten close. I should know better.

Klaus exhales a shaky breath. Someone's here. SOMEONE IS here, but his body won't let him move. He can't look up. All he can do is hear the muffled sound of someone talking to him. He can't make out their words.

It doesn't matter what they say or think. I will always be a monster through and through. The Ashen Demon was my nickname for a reason. No....remember what was said---

Heelllo, can you hear me?

Klaus gasps softly and finally he's able to look at the source. That voice. It sounds familiar. He's...his thoughts...