Uninvited Guests (A NES Godzilla Creepypasta AU)

-Perspective of the Hellbeast-

I don't know why I was there... in that... game...

I don't know why I did all of that, but it worked...

As long as others acknowledge me, I'll be... respected.

As long as I collect souls... my rank in the hierarchy will go up... and others won't ignore me.

I don't want fame.

I don't want constant attention.

I don't want love. I don't need it.

I don't need a family. I never had one.

I... don't need friends. My only one betrayed me...

I fucking hate Solomon...

Actually...

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Yeah, I hate him.

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Maybe I kind of don't..?

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I... don't really know what I'm thinking or... feeling anymore...

I have no damn idea how I managed to survive in this world, but... I did.

I... have no purpose in life.

My existence... I don't think it... means anything.

They never cared before, so why would they care now.

I don't know why I feel emotions...

I don't know why I have a voice...

I don't know why I have these abilities...

I don't know why I have a mind...

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Do you ever wish you never existed?

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Because... I do.

I torture the same reason why others... I don't know... scream into a pillow?

Either way... I do it for two reasons... one... to let out frustration... and two... weird entertainment...

I know what you're thinking...

That is... very unhealthy... and alarming... for my mental health...

Thanks captain obvious for saying the obvious...

I know it's unhealthy.

I know there are a lot of things wrong with me...

Comparing the way I act to the way others act... I've already figured that out...

Am I going to fix it?

I don't know.

Do I know how to fix it?

Do I look like a damn doctor to you? No.

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I hate this.

"You hate what?" I hear you asking...

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Everything.

I hate everything.

Don't know why, but I do.

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I wish I was dead.

Well... I was, for a while... and then I wasn't.

I have infinite lives.

It's... a Demon thing... Demons can't permanently die...

Which sucks for everyone... even the Demon if they wanted to stay dead.

Like I did.

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I don't know why I'm laying on my side under Zachary's bed like a monster that's going to eat him, or why I'm monologing to myself at... stupid o clock in the morning, night, I don't care...

I just want to go home.

I just want to be alone.

Because clearly, nobody wants me around.

And whenever I am around someone, I hurt them. Intentionally or not, I ruin everything, so I might as well be alone.

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Don't worry.

Being in a horrible mood and acting miserable is normal for me...

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I want to fix everything... why?

I... can't explain why.

But... I want to fix everything.

Destroying it all didn't help...

Maybe fixing it all will help..?

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I don't know.

"Don't know what?" You're asking.

Anything.

I don't know anything.

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I'm going to sleep...

...if I can...

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He's mumbling weird shit in his sleep again...

...Christ... what the fuck kind of psychotic dream are you having Zachary...?

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Is he on drugs or something?

Actually... no... he'd die earlier by... I think twenty years... if he did do that... Nevermind...

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...okay... he stopped...

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Humans are... weird...

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...Dammit.

...Dammit, Sol... do you ever not snore when you sleep?

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Good. He stopped.

Now I can-

...God - fucking - dammit...

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... you done?

You done keeping me from sleeping?

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I'm guessing that's a "yes"...

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Finally-

Oh, you son of a fucking bitch-

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I am about a minute away from considering killing both of you.

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(Sigh)

Finally...

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I swear to all things holy and unholy, if you do it again, I will kill you.

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Good...

Now... I can... sleep....

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...I'm tired of fighting everyone... I just want to rest in peace...

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