It's a hard knock life for us.
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It's a hard knock life for us.
TW - guilt I guess? Nothing too bad
- Written by Nightmare
It’s funny, actually. Having hardly any dissociative barriers in a system, but full emotional barriers. I will remember an event so very clearly and feel nothing about it, while the headmate whom was in front was feeling absolutely destroyed
Dream felt guilt. So much guilt, he wanted to be hurt until he could not physically take any more. He would want to die in the most painful way possible, if it meant he could be forgiven. He was broken, and is trying to fix the pieces with water. He cares so much about what I think, that he doesn’t realized I don’t care. Not really, anyways.
He wants to be forgiven, for something that, quite honestly, wasn’t his fault. He was 17, so was I. He left for a few minutes, and that’s all it took. People think I hate Dream, that I want him dead. While in truth, he’s just a nuisance to me. I don’t hate his guts, but I’m not some ‘oh he actually cares about his brother’ because I don’t. He’s just a person who gets in my way, and if i could remove him, I would.
Maybe that sounds cruel, but that’s what this world has forgotten. I am cruel, I am merciless.
I am Nightmare, King of Negativity
And everyone has forgotten that for far too long
That’s not to say I am unjust to those I watch over. I take care of what is mine, I protect those who rely on me,
I uphold the balance on the multiverse.
I am a villain, but I am also a protector. I care for those who were lost and abandoned by their own, I guide the broken and shattered.
If you open your eyes, you’ll find that the world is not so divided, everything is not black and white. Open your eyes