Parting

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*Crunch!*

*Crack!*

*Snap!*

*Boom!*



(Y/n) panted heavily as she angrily punched and cut down a couple of bushes and trees out of rage. Tears streamed down her face, dragging her feet as she created a hole through another tree.


The forest echoed with the sounds of (Y/n)'s rage and frustration, her fists pounding against the unyielding trunks of trees, her tears mingling with the earth below. She felt like she was unraveling, her emotions raw and unfiltered, threatening to consume her from within.


"Why... why can't I remember?" she cried out to the empty forest, her voice choked with anguish. "What's wrong with me?"


Each blow she delivered to the trees released pent-up emotions, a desperate attempt to silence the doubts and fears that plagued her mind. But with each strike, her heart grew heavier, burdened by uncertainty and self-doubt.


(Y/n) let out a ferocious growl, releasing all the pent-up emotions that had been boiling inside her. She collapsed to her knees, tears streaming down her face as she struggled to make sense of everything that had transpired.


"I just... I don't understand..." she whispered hoarsely, her voice barely above a whisper as she clenched her fists. "What am I? Who am I?"


But the answers eluded her, slipping through her fingers like grains of sand. The memories remained fragmented, puzzle pieces that refused to fit together. And with each passing moment, the weight of her uncertainty threatened to crush her beneath its suffocating embrace.


"H̴̶̵҉̨̡̛̼͎̫͓̒́̔ͩ͜͟͠͞͞e̵̡̫̫͍͕̎ͭ̐͟͟͝͞ȳ̸̵̩̜͔͍̔́͟͟͢͡... k҉̴̶̬͈̫̹͖̾̎ͭ́̍̐͜͜͝͠i҉̧̯̤̙͔̑ͧ̅̔ͦ́͜͟͢͝͠d҉̴̷̧̢̛̖͔̤ͯ̔̑̄͢͟͡͠d҉̴̷̧̢̛̖͔̤ͯ̔̑̄͢͟͡͠o҉̢̡̲͇̌͗̀͢͝." [1]


As (Y/n) sat there in the forest, surrounded by the echoes of her anguish, she felt a gentle presence beside her. Turning her head, she saw the (h/c)-haired woman, her appearance mirroring the memories that had haunted (Y/n)'s mind for so long. She remembered seeing her in the Maltos' bathroom after Alex went off to find some bandages to heal her cuts after the Terrans played roughhousing. "Y-You...! Where have you been?" She narrowed her puffy red eyes at her. "It's been a while since I've seen you come out of my mind to talk to me.


"I҉̡̯̺̜̅́͋̃͢͜... I҉̡̯̺̜̅́͋̃͢͜'v҉̨̊͢͠͠e̵̡̫̫͍͕̎ͭ̐͟͟͝͞ b҉͙̺̻̥̅̎͋̕͜͝͡͞͠e̵̡̫̫͍͕̎ͭ̐͟͟͝͞e̵̡̫̫͍͕̎ͭ̐͟͟͝͞n̸͐̈́͟͟͝ l̶҉̰͚͖͕̍̈́̅͗̏̇͢͜͜͝i҉̧̯̤̙͔̑ͧ̅̔ͦ́͜͟͢͝͠s҉̝̭̦͚̑ͯ̌͡t҉̷҉̢͖͔̹͛̌͊͘͜͢͠͡͡e̵̡̫̫͍͕̎ͭ̐͟͟͝͞n̸͐̈́͟͟͝i҉̧̯̤̙͔̑ͧ̅̔ͦ́͜͟͢͝͠n̸͐̈́͟͟͝g̷̵̸̡̼̱͎͎̞ͤͬ̅͢͟͞ a҉͖̟̜̞̂̃̑̽͢͢͠͡n̸͐̈́͟͟͝d҉̴̷̧̢̛̖͔̤ͯ̔̑̄͢͟͡͠ o҉̢̡̲͇̌͗̀͢͝b҉͙̺̻̥̅̎͋̕͜͝͡͞͠s҉̝̭̦͚̑ͯ̌͡e̵̡̫̫͍͕̎ͭ̐͟͟͝͞r҉̵҉̛̠̩̥̋ͦ̆͆͟͞͡͞͠v҉̨̊͢͠͠i҉̧̯̤̙͔̑ͧ̅̔ͦ́͜͟͢͝͠n̸͐̈́͟͟͝g̷̵̸̡̼̱͎͎̞ͤͬ̅͢͟͞ w҉̢̡̹̮͌̄ͦ͜͟͟͞͠͞h̷̶̘̘̬ͭ̏͞͡a҉͖̟̜̞̂̃̑̽͢͢͠͡t҉̷҉̢͖͔̹͛̌͊͘͜͢͠͡͡ w҉̢̡̹̮͌̄ͦ͜͟͟͞͠͞a҉͖̟̜̞̂̃̑̽͢͢͠͡s҉̝̭̦͚̑ͯ̌͡ g̷̵̸̡̼̱͎͎̞ͤͬ̅͢͟͞o҉̢̡̲͇̌͗̀͢͝i҉̧̯̤̙͔̑ͧ̅̔ͦ́͜͟͢͝͠n̸͐̈́͟͟͝g̷̵̸̡̼̱͎͎̞ͤͬ̅͢͟͞ o҉̢̡̲͇̌͗̀͢͝n̸͐̈́͟͟͝. [2]" Her voice was laced with sympathy and understanding. "I҉̡̯̺̜̅́͋̃͢͜ h̷̶̘̘̬ͭ̏͞͡a҉͖̟̜̞̂̃̑̽͢͢͠͡v҉̨̊͢͠͠e̵̡̫̫͍͕̎ͭ̐͟͟͝͞ t҉̷҉̢͖͔̹͛̌͊͘͜͢͠͡͡h̷̶̘̘̬ͭ̏͞͡i҉̧̯̤̙͔̑ͧ̅̔ͦ́͜͟͢͝͠n̸͐̈́͟͟͝g̷̵̸̡̼̱͎͎̞ͤͬ̅͢͟͞s҉̝̭̦͚̑ͯ̌͡ t҉̷҉̢͖͔̹͛̌͊͘͜͢͠͡͡o҉̢̡̲͇̌͗̀͢͝ s҉̝̭̦͚̑ͯ̌͡a҉͖̟̜̞̂̃̑̽͢͢͠͡ȳ̸̵̩̜͔͍̔́͟͟͢͡... I҉̡̯̺̜̅́͋̃͢͜ k҉̴̶̬͈̫̹͖̾̎ͭ́̍̐͜͜͝͠n̸͐̈́͟͟͝o҉̢̡̲͇̌͗̀͢͝w҉̢̡̹̮͌̄ͦ͜͟͟͞͠͞ ȳ̸̵̩̜͔͍̔́͟͟͢͡o҉̢̡̲͇̌͗̀͢͝u̶͖̖͆̊̈́͡͡'r҉̵҉̛̠̩̥̋ͦ̆͆͟͞͡͞͠e̵̡̫̫͍͕̎ͭ̐͟͟͝͞ m̴̵҉̸̲̗̰̼͗͌̃̇͟͟͟͠͞͠a҉͖̟̜̞̂̃̑̽͢͢͠͡d҉̴̷̧̢̛̖͔̤ͯ̔̑̄͢͟͡͠, I҉̡̯̺̜̅́͋̃͢͜ u̶͖̖͆̊̈́͡͡n̸͐̈́͟͟͝d҉̴̷̧̢̛̖͔̤ͯ̔̑̄͢͟͡͠e̵̡̫̫͍͕̎ͭ̐͟͟͝͞r҉̵҉̛̠̩̥̋ͦ̆͆͟͞͡͞͠s҉̝̭̦͚̑ͯ̌͡t҉̷҉̢͖͔̹͛̌͊͘͜͢͠͡͡a҉͖̟̜̞̂̃̑̽͢͢͠͡n̸͐̈́͟͟͝d҉̴̷̧̢̛̖͔̤ͯ̔̑̄͢͟͡͠ t҉̷҉̢͖͔̹͛̌͊͘͜͢͠͡͡h̷̶̘̘̬ͭ̏͞͡a҉͖̟̜̞̂̃̑̽͢͢͠͡t҉̷҉̢͖͔̹͛̌͊͘͜͢͠͡͡ s҉̝̭̦͚̑ͯ̌͡i҉̧̯̤̙͔̑ͧ̅̔ͦ́͜͟͢͝͠n̸͐̈́͟͟͝c̷̶҉̵̢͚̣̻̲̬͑̑͛͐̀͜͜͜͝͡͝͠e̵̡̫̫͍͕̎ͭ̐͟͟͝͞ I҉̡̯̺̜̅́͋̃͢͜ a҉͖̟̜̞̂̃̑̽͢͢͠͡m̴̵҉̸̲̗̰̼͗͌̃̇͟͟͟͠͞͠ ȳ̸̵̩̜͔͍̔́͟͟͢͡o҉̢̡̲͇̌͗̀͢͝u̶͖̖͆̊̈́͡͡. B̵̴҉̞̠̘̩͍̱́͊͗͜͠͠͠͠u̶͖̖͆̊̈́͡͡t҉̷҉̢͖͔̹͛̌͊͘͜͢͠͡͡ i҉̧̯̤̙͔̑ͧ̅̔ͦ́͜͟͢͝͠t҉̷҉̢͖͔̹͛̌͊͘͜͢͠͡͡'s҉̝̭̦͚̑ͯ̌͡ g̷̵̸̡̼̱͎͎̞ͤͬ̅͢͟͞o҉̢̡̲͇̌͗̀͢͝i҉̧̯̤̙͔̑ͧ̅̔ͦ́͜͟͢͝͠n̸͐̈́͟͟͝g̷̵̸̡̼̱͎͎̞ͤͬ̅͢͟͞ t҉̷҉̢͖͔̹͛̌͊͘͜͢͠͡͡o҉̢̡̲͇̌͗̀͢͝ b҉͙̺̻̥̅̎͋̕͜͝͡͞͠e̵̡̫̫͍͕̎ͭ̐͟͟͝͞ a҉͖̟̜̞̂̃̑̽͢͢͠͡ l̶҉̰͚͖͕̍̈́̅͗̏̇͢͜͜͝o҉̢̡̲͇̌͗̀͢͝t҉̷҉̢͖͔̹͛̌͊͘͜͢͠͡͡ t҉̷҉̢͖͔̹͛̌͊͘͜͢͠͡͡o҉̢̡̲͇̌͗̀͢͝ t҉̷҉̢͖͔̹͛̌͊͘͜͢͠͡͡a҉͖̟̜̞̂̃̑̽͢͢͠͡k҉̴̶̬͈̫̹͖̾̎ͭ́̍̐͜͜͝͠e̵̡̫̫͍͕̎ͭ̐͟͟͝͞ i҉̧̯̤̙͔̑ͧ̅̔ͦ́͜͟͢͝͠n̸͐̈́͟͟͝... [3]"

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