kat: *in dream*
Sometimes i wonder, whats the point of it all, you wake up work and sleep until you die, nothing you do can make you feel truly fulfilled, no matter how hard you try you can never really feel whole nothing you do will fill that void, everyone has a void they just don't know it yet, become a hero? Save people? It's not enough, its never enough, its just a slow and painful trudge along the path called life until you reach your destination and as you fade out of this world and into the darkness you wonder. Did i do enough. Was my life truly that important. No it wasn't we're all teeny specks in the void insignificant, useless, nothing anyone does is helpful it only helps them there is so much hatred in this world, the only good people left are being snuffed out, soon this world shall be nothing more than an empty plane full of souls looking for the light hoping to find just a speck to cling onto but like with everything it'll be absorbed and they'll be left in the darkness searching for yet another strand of light, trapped in an endless cycle of darkness death and fear, you can find friends but eventually they'll go away, everyone will end up alone...... the darkness will consume them and-
kat: *wakes up* *looks at kacchan* *puts face on his chest and cries*