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Broken heart syndrome

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EVERYONE POV

There was an eerie silence in the room after Bad spoke, everyone was staring at him with a shocked expression on their faces. 

Everyone, exept Angela.

"It-" she started, but got immediately interrupted.

"YOU BASTARD!!" Techno shouted, taking out his sword and darting towards Bad with the intent of cutting his head clean off with one slice. Abby quickly reacted, growing claws on her hands and blocking the king's sword, deflecting his blow.

"Bad get back! We need to leave! NOW!" she shouted, keeping on protecting her friends while slowly backing away, unfortunately the guards blocked the only door in the room, trapping them in.

"Wait stop!" Angela tried to stop them but Hannah pulled her back and away from the battle, it wasn't safe for her to just jump in, seeing that she couldn't still control her powers, she could involuntary assume a physical form and get gravely injured. 

"I'LL MAKE YOU PAY FOR WHAT YOU DID!!" he delivered a particularly hard blow, managing to break through Abby's claws, she growled, her form changing to something that resembled a dragon, her teeth growing in size and her skin becoming tougher and fully dark. The king took the opportunity and skidded past her, running towards Bad, raising his sword.

"No!" Angela managed to free herself from Hannah's grasp, running in front of Bad and spreading her arms, making the king halt his blow mid-hair "Don't hurt them!" she begged, she was scared, her whole body shaking but she was determined to protect these people.

"Angela move! They are the people who killed you! They need to pay!!" he angrily shouted, still holding the sword tightly in his hands, actively glaring at the demon behind her.

"I-it's not like that! They d-didn't do it on p-purpose!" she shouted back, pieces of memory starting to come back at her "Please, j-just lower y-your sword, l-let's talk about t-this... p-please"

Wilbur stepped in, placing a hand on his shoulder, catching his attention "They are surrounded, we might as well listen to what they have to say before we lock them in the dungeons" he tried to convince him and half-managed to do it, receiving a small nod from Techno, but he kept his sword in his hand, not trusting them the slightest. Wilbur lifted his head, his gaze fixing on the one called Bad.

"Talk" he ordered coldly, making him flinch "I-i.... i'm sorry.... i'm so sorry...." he had several tears falling down from his eyes and his voice was shaky and filled with sorrow, he was clearly regretful for whatever he did to Angela, and Wilbur noticed that.

Angela slowly made her way towards him, trying to place a hand on his shoulder, failing miserably and making it phase right through it. She sighed, knowing that she needed to practice more.

"Can you tell me what happened? I remember you were there when i died and.... you were crying.... i know you didn't do anything bad so... please, i want to know" she asked in a soft voice, giving him a small smile.

Skeppy stepped up to his friend, pulling him into a hug, which helped in calming him down.

"I'll tell you" Abby said, shifting back to her humanoid form, a sad look flooding her face.

"He has the power to 'put to rest' those who were in pain... apparently.... you asked him to...." she rubbed her arm, looking away "End your suffering...." she mumbled the last part.

"Was i sick?" Angela asked, more curious than anything, Bad shook his head, having calmed down enough to answer.

"Y-you kept saying t-that your chest h-hurted every time you t-thought about t-the king, and i-it only got w-worse so you... asked... begged me to...." he stopped, feeling his voice waver, the memory of that day flashing before his eyes.

"I beg you Bad, it hurts too much! Please, i can't do this anymore" she begged, tears streaming down her eyes.

"No! I won't do it! There must be another way, let's talk to Skep-"

"Skeppy can't help me with this, please" she grabbed his shoulders, her grip was weak and shaky "Please... i can't" her voice dropped down to a whisper "I can't live without him.... my heart constantly feels like if someone is sticking a knife in it every time i think about him... please...." she hugged him.

"I can't live like this.... i don't want to forget everything again... i'll go crazy... i want to die sane... with the memory of him still in my mind... so please" she released him a bit, weakly smiling "Send me in an eternal sleep.... one that won't be populated by nightmares.... i want to dream of him... i want to see him again... to touch him again.... please Bad...." she took one of his hands, placing it on her chest.

"Just.... please.... make me rest... send me in a peaceful sleep..." she met his gaze "I'll feel better knowing that i died by the hands of a friend rather than an enemy"

The regret had been eating Bad from the inside-out, he didn't want to do this to her, but she was suffering so much, he just wanted her to be happy, to not suffer anymore, so he granted her wish, sending her in a deep sleep, speeding up her illness, soon causing her heart to stop.

"The broken heart syndrome..." Phil whispered, remembering to having read something about that in the library a while back, his words causing the king's eyes to widen, making him drop his sword, he too, remembered that illness.

"It's important to notice that white Elythrians are much more sensitive to strong emotions such as love and hatred, there had been some reported cases of them dying once their mate abandoned them. Autopsy have confirmed that all of them had died of a heart attack, even though some were extremely young and healthy subjects, this medical case has been given the name of Tako-tsubo syndrome, or more commonly known as the broken heart syndrome"

'It's my fault... i sent her away... she was feeling pain because of me... i...' he looked down at his hands, which were now trembling.

'I killed her'

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Fun fact, that illness actually exist in real life, go google it if you're curious :)