@prettycryptichorrors watched in horror
Madness was down on Earth doing his job, searching for minds on the brick of madness and those who may not be there yet, whom he could still help. He was invisible to the mortals. Unlike some others who would let themselves be seen, he found he was always looked on with suspecion not just for his appearance but his actions. Talking to voices inside your head was bound to get a few strange looks. He was walking around, when he felt a call. Someone who had seen horrable things and whose mind was fragile. Madness followed the voices until he saw the human. He looked like all the other humans, but Madness could see beyhond the flesh. Even without looking into his mind, there was darkness inside this one. He walked closer to the human directly, stopping in front of the man.
Somethings off about this one - chase Be careful - oscar
Madness tilted his head as some of the louder voices spoke up. “Different?” He asked confused. He had seen humans with more disturbed minds than this one. Madness reaches out, only barely touching the other’s mind with his telapathy, when he sees an image of himself with his head tilte. He steps out of the other’s mind before he could do a full assessment and straightens up, pointing at himself. “You can see me?”
☾≡ He didn’t do much from his normal days, avoided his parents, avoided people and usually just stuck to himself. He knew no one in his family had what he had or at least he thought. He wished he could have gone back to his old self when he didn’t see these things and didn’t have that encounter. Since him and his parents seemed to be separated by something. It bugged him to no end, he had no idea what happened and had no memory of those years he had lost consciousness. Whatever had happened seemed to have been too much to hope and keep his relationship with them back to normal.
As he walked among the mass of students while heading to his school he stopped at the gates. It was a struggle to always walk into this school with how old it was and it’s history some type of horror always lied beyond it to torment him for the day. And it seemed like today was no different, his eyes spotted someone or thing out of place. He stiffened slightly and kept his gaze away from looking at him directly. Fuck, what else was going to go wrong for him?
He took a shaky breath in, if he ignored the figure it would ignore him. He just had to pretend he didn’t see it and it wouldn’t bother him. That was until something felt off, and his attention snapped to the male. He narrowed his eyes at him in anger before quickly turning his attention elsewhere and walking away. He had let it known he saw it, he had looked at it, he glared at it, he was so fucked. Reiki groaned the moment he entered an empty bathroom, smacking his head against the glass in frustration at his stupidity.
‟Why can’t I just have one day, one normal day? Why can’t I just be normal. I never asked for this.‟










