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Death beckoned like an old friend.
The world was sad and cruel. People were selfish, greedy, and looked down their noses at you all of your life. You were an outcast, with no real accomplishments to make you matter. Unwanted. Unloved.
Friendless.
You wanted nothing to do with it anymore. So you left everything behind, let go of whatever "attachments" you had. You had never felt so free as you slipped further into the winding trails of Mount Ebott as night fell, running away from a world that had never wanted you.
Now peace lay at your feet.
You stood on the edge of the large chasm you had stumbled upon, staring down into its abysmal depths. It was so dark and deep, smelling of moist, rich dirt and the sharp, bitter smell of bugs. You could not see the bottom in the moonlight.
Perfect.
You placed one foot forward and that was all it took. You let your body fall over the ledge, limbs slack as you sunk like a rock into the darkness. The rush of air stung your eyes, drying them instantly, and you had to close them as your fate raced up to meet you at breakneck speed.
This is what you wanted. You should have felt tranquil. Relieved? Happy?
Anything but the suffocating terror that ripped it's way through your body, up your throat, and out of your mouth. You were screaming, arms flailing and grabbing at open air, trying to take it back. Trying to fix your mistake. You were filled with...
Regret.
Your life might have been broken and lonely, but it was yours. It meant something. Even if you were the only one that ever cared. You couldn’t let this be your end. You were meant for something more...
You wanted to live.