Oam’s POV
I can’t believe I just ran. I could’ve ended it all. I could’ve finally ended this torturous
existence… But why did I have to do that to him? He wasn’t a problem, he only was protecting
Mao Mao because he loved him. Why do I care? I lay back on the tree I’ve been hiding behind.
“... Why is this so hard? Why do me and Mao Mao have to have so much in common?” I
know the answers already. I know me and Mao Mao are connected thanks to that stupid temple.
But I just can’t take it anymore. The sudden surges of pain, the worry I’m forced to feel when he
feels it. I just hate that… he’s me. No, that I’m… him.
Mao Mao’s POV
Something’s off. From how Oam ran away, to why I feel sad for him. I’m worried about
the person who hurt the love of my life. Why do I feel this way? I look up at the ceiling, my head
still resting on Badgerclops’ lap. He’s sound asleep, making me smile a bit. I raise my hand up
to his cheek. It’s warm… I sit up, sitting next to Badgerclops. I lean on his shoulder, his fur
making me move in closer. My mind continues to wonder about Oam though. Why does it feel
like he’s here? Is he? No, he can’t be. We checked the house after Badgerclops woke up…
Maybe, just maybe,… we’re connected.
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Demonic Heroes
FanfictionMao Mao, Badgerclops, and Adorabat have sworn to protect Pure Heart Valley with their lives... but they didn't mean literally. Warning: Implied self harm.
