Only play the music if you don't get creeped out easily. If you do, don't listen to it, especially in the dark...I warned you

Just kidding. But it's kinda eerie sounding, just saying.

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They were on the ground, mourning the ever so awful defeat he himself use to feel. They felt weak, fearful, glancing behind their shoulders before looking down in shame and embarrassment. He grinned, knowing he was the cause of shame. He was the cause of fear. The fear wasn't a slow working fear, where it creeps it's way in. No, it was a knife striking the heart, sending panic signals to the brain, setting off every alarm. It was that fear he was imposing.

He liked it. It felt odly good... Satisfaction was all that filled up his beating organ. His eyes held a gleeful look in them. But the glee was vicious and almost terrifying. His pointed teeth shined as he laughed coldly, looking down at them.

Fear...Fear...feel what I felt...what I felt...was...Shame...

Gone

They were gone

The mourners of defeat were gone

Instead there was...

Nothing?

He peered into the void of purple and black, only to be stared back at by the void of literal blank. He glared and twisted his body around, then walked a few steps. Atleast he could walk, hopefully he doesn't bump into anything. Even if he does then so what? It's not his fault he's stuck in the middle of particularly nowhere.

Where could those defeated weak people disappear to? He was enjoying all that.

Growling, he stomped his feet, narrowing his violet eyes, which were glowing profusely. He didn't notice that though, way too preoccupied by this nothingness instead.

There

A light

A bright light

Only a dot burning in the distance, like a single star. But it was there. His body seem to judder in excitement as he saw this one dot of light and he immediately made his way towards it, but he stopped. He squinted and wrinkles appeared between his eyebrows from the frown that he was carrying on his face. He's not imagining this light is he?

Why is he so eager to go towards it? A single dot of light? But something about it seemed so alluring and almost hypnotising. Should he go towards it...?

He won't be disappointed when he reaches that ball of energy, right? With one last frown, he set his face straight and immediately began striding towards the light or whatever it was. He was close, so close, it was getting brighter, as he went closer he realised the light was a soft blue light.

Just a few more steps

He reached out with his hands

Just about to close over

His eyes blinding over

The light growing brighter

But-

Lui's violet eyes snapped open to see the dark ceiling staring back at him. For a few moments, he couldn't remember what he just seen. He didn't blink as his heart raced unusually fast, considering the fact that he was lying down and not running or something. His eyes flickered to the window, the moon gloomily glowing, light clouds drifting pass it lazily. As if something snapped, the whole thing came rushing back to him.

What was that light? Why were people on the ground like that? They looked scared, but of what? Of who? Him? Surely not him right? He's the one who feels fear, not impose it. He feels weak. He is weak.

And he hated it

The child let out a sigh and turned around, so he won't be facing the window. He drew up the blankets tightly around him, letting the comforting warmth envelop him. It was just a strange dream. Nothing important that he should dwell on.

But he was so close to that light.

What was it?

Lui groaned and slapped his head, it doesn't matter what it was. It isn't like he'll ever find out anyways. Even if he does find out, what use will it be? It's just a dream, nothing more or nothing less. Maybe a strange dream, maybe a bit eerie but it's still a dream.

It didn't take him long to drift off to sleep, letting his soul wander again.

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"Lui...honey..Lui..Lui.."

Someone was shaking his shoulder gently, a quiet voice repeated his name. He groggily half opened his eyes, to see the blurry out line of his mother. She smiled softly at him.

"Lui, you have to get ready for school alright?"

He didn't answer, just nodded and his mom left, probably taking the answer as a yes. Lui closed his eyes, the heavyweight of sleep pulling his eyelids down again. He doesn't want to go to school. Its annoying now. He used to like it, but now, he's drifting away from the things he used to like.

If he's being completely honest with himself, he almost hates everything that use to bring joy into his life. Of course, considering his young age, he didn't know this feeling was hate. He didn't exactly know what he felt. But he didn't like it, not one bit.

He layed there for another few minutes, then got up. His mother is sure to come back and call him again if he doesn't get ready. With his shoulders slumped, he trudged to the bathroom.

The boy stared into the mirror. He didn't recognise himself. His cheeks that once use to be chubby and round were hollowed out. He forced a smile onto his face. His dimples were gone. Lui sighed, continuing to stare. Beneath his eyes were decorations of dark purple rings. His hair was a messy flame.

Bordly he brushed his pointed teeth.

Up and down

Side to the side

Left to right- no that's the same thing

And go underneath

Round and round

Repeat those steps

Brushing your teeth is good

He washed his face and hands, not bothering to take a shower in a gloomy morning like this. Back to his room he went. He pulled on pants and a loose grey sweater, hiding his thin body. His eyes were half lidded as he went downstairs, where his mother was waiting at the bottom of the stairs.

She smiled at her son, the skin crinkled around her eyes from the usual kindness she always held in her eyes.

"That was quick" she said cheerfully, trying to get the gloom of out her child's face.

Lui shrugged and went straight to the door. The smile on his mother's face disappeared.

"Aren't you going to eat? I made you pancakes and blueberries..." she added, in hopes of raising his interest.

Lui scowled, an expression that use to be rare to come along his face. But now, he did it kind of often.

"I'm not hungry"

He tilted his head away from guilt as his mother let out a sigh. She stared at the door for a second, tears filling her eyes. Lui noticed and he didn't like it. Why does she have to cry? He just feels worse.

"Fine..I'll eat one piece only" Lui mumbled.

His mother took in a shaky breath and forced a smile on her face. But Lui saw right through her smile, saw how sad she was. He just noticed how tired she looked. He grunted under his breath an went to the kitchen.

He pulled back the chair and plumped down, as his mother set a pancakes with whipped cream and blueberries on top. Anyone else's mouth would have watered -but for him- that wasn't the case.

Lui wasted no time and ate quickly, finishing off with a glass of water. The pancake tasted like nothing in his mouth, almost as if he was eating paper. He forced a smile at his mother and she smiled back. The worry however was still evident in her eyes.

Soon enough, his mother was urging him to go up the steps of the bus and he did. There was no point struggling, he had to go to school either way. Lui slumped down onto a seat, leaning his head onto the window. He sighed, his breath fogging up the frosty window.

Time for school.

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