Sorry for not really uploading for the past little bit, my motivation is completely gone and has probably left the country at this point. I don't even know where it went, probably Jamaica at this point.
Anyway, flangst time!

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Laughter.

Countless laughter.

Echoing throughout the seasons, always with his allies.

Or when he killed someone.

Either way, his laughter would echo throughout the forest, the wind carrying it to the sky.

His voice would reach them, and they just wanted to put a stop to it.

They didn't know how yet, but they should watch him.

Peering into his visions, what he saw, they saw the reasons of his laughter.

His allies.

Ren.

Impulse.

Skizz.

Big B.

Tango.

Those 5 were the first reasons for his laughter. They were allies, all forming the faction which was known as Dogwarts.

Eventually, the kingdom crumbled, all of their lives lost, all of them dead.

There was no more happiness to thrive off of.

Moving onto the next season, he found peace with his allies.

Grian.

Mumbo.

Jimmy.

Impulse, again.

Their group name was the Southlanders, and they would constantly make 'Aha' jokes.

Yet, just like the previous season, they all died out, and he was the sole survivor.

Until he died in what they - the Watchers - called the 'Battle Royale' where the 4 remaining players fought to the death.

No more happiness, just death.

Was this starting to become a pattern?

In every season, will he continue to lose his allies?

Double Life, he had almost no one.

Limited Life, he got corrupted and won, killing his ally in the process.

Secret Life, his ally died second, after Lizzie, and he was all alone for the fifth time.

This was just a pattern.

He knew know, the Watchers were testing his limits.

He knew everything.

Yet he had no idea of the tormenting.

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"You know, this is all your fault."

"It isn't."

"Oh really? Then who's fault is it then, little Martyn Littlewood?"

"It's yours."

"Ah Martyn. How dare you put the blame on us? We're Watchers, we only watch."

"Yeah, and you like to torment me."

"Oh really? Is that true?"

"Yeah, you've tormented me since 3rd Life, even before that."

"I mean, it is kind of fun.."

"No it fucking isn't."

"Well for us, it is."

"Okay then. I don't give a damn for your opinion."

"How rude!"

"Blah blah blah, I don't give a fuck."

"But still, everything is really your fault."

"Shut up."

"It is."

"Get the fuck away from me and my friends."

"It is."

"N-"

"It is."

"Sh-"

"It is."

He couldn't take it anymore.

He cannot be saved.

Martyn will never be the same.

He's gone.

Gone.

Gone.

Gone.

Authors' Note: [----------] <---- This is Bartholomlew. Say hi to Bartholomlew. Bartholomlew says hi back.