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35, 𝔉𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔗𝔯𝔲𝔱𝔥

"What? I don't have time for this." I say.

I walk forward to the tree. One fruit still shone. I have to take it even if I burn my entire hands off. I have to. He grabs my arm and throws me back. I slam into the ground. Do not try me old man! I have a lot do make up for. Hades grows most impatient. 

"I have no time for this!" I take out my daggers.

"Why?" He asks.

"Because I need it to remember my mistakes!" I charge.

"I thought the legendary Goodfellow makes no mistakes." He says.

I slam my dagger into the staff.

"My entire life is fueled by my failures!" I yell.

I throw him back. I shoot forward.

"I'm just a plague on this earth! I'm just a sickness!" I yell.

He charges at me. I slam my dagger through his shoulder. He looks at me in surprise. 

"I am a monster! I am a failure!" I yell.

I throw him back.

"I've killed those around me who were closet! I killed my own mother!" I yell.

I throw myself at him. He dodges. 

"So... what are you saying?" He asks.

"I'm saying this is my one chance to make it right and I don't care what happens to me." I breathe.

I fall to my knees. Everything is my fault. I wrought this on me. I drank the juice. I cursed myself and others. My brothers have no manner. They will destroy everything unless I stop them. And I have to stop them. I have to right my wrongs, which are quite a bit of wrongs.

"My dear boy, that is exactly what I needed to here." He walks up to me.

I look up at him. Tears fall from my eyes. I wipe them off. He kneels to me. His face turned soft like a child's. He points to the tree. I see flowers blooming. I see the tree's color returning. I see the fruit growing. I let out a sigh of relief.

"Even as something so terrible happens, there is also light." He hands me a fruit.

I take it. I bite into it.

"I pray you seal the crack Robin Goodfellow, it's all up to you." He helps me up.

"My name isn't Robin." I push past him.

"Oh? Then what?" He asks.

I form raven wings from my back. I put my daggers back.

"It's Puck." I shoot into the sky.

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