≽^•༚• ྀི≼ angsty adventures

‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚. don't do this to me.

"..." Kahei sniffled as he stared forward. He was in a trance. He didn't know what to do.

He had broken his staff. In a fit of rage, in a fit of.. utter shock, he had smashed it. His summoning crystal, the eye, everything shattered into teensy tiny little pieces.

He panted, choking back tears as he looked around. He was petrified. It was his first time seeing the world in.. hundreds, maybe even thousands of years.

He coughed, clutching at his suit. "Vassel..." It was the first name he called upon. He knew Vassel kept a close eye on him- he knew Vassel could hear him, yet, received no response.

"..Vassel, please, I'll be good now." He choked out, trying to fight the sobs that threatened to push themselves out of his throat.

No answer.

Kahei was losing his strength, his will. He was going to fall back into the brainwashing, the constant static that corrupted his mind, in just a moment. He just wanted someone to talk to before he did.

"Vassel, please don't do this to me." Kahei's voice was a desperate plead, despite how quiet it was. He had tears stinging his eyes before slipping out, rolling down his cheeks.

"I just want to talk." He was desperate. Everything was black- the space around him, pitch black. He didn't know where he was, but he knew that Vassel would have a clue.

Still, no response.

"I'm not a bad person. I'm scared. Do you think I'm a bad person? Please, I.." He had to stop for a moment, swallowing back a wave of nausea that came over him.

"I promise I'm an okay person. I'm scared, where am I?" He was losing his mind. The static slowly started to come back, and he couldn't help but go from scared to terrified.

He was losing himself again. In a mere moment he'd be no more than a pawn for the brainwasher they called Veneno.

"Please don't let this happen to me." He choked out, clawing at what seemed to be a wall in front of him. He couldn't tell what it was- the filter had reformed in front of his eyes, and was slowly taking over his whole face.

"I'm good now. I promise." Kahei had never been bad. He knew Vassel thought otherwise, though. He wanted Vassel to help him, just that once.

But no response came.

Therefore, Kahei slipped right back into the chokehold of manipulation that had him chained for the past thousands of years.

His staff reformed, and everything went back to normal. Not normal, but the way people were used to.

Vassel never responded,

and Kahei never got saved.

And there was nothing anybody else could have done to stop it from being this way.