I Got A Story To Tell Volume 6, Last Part: The [Re]Conversation/Honorable.

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I could never accept a fact.

I could never realise how lucky I was.

I could never note to myself.

Because I never considered myself worthy to be special.

Afterall, what does it mean to consider?

Else, to be afraid of our own's?

I never wanted things to end up this way.

I swear, God.

I wanted to help.

I wanted to be of some use.

I wanted to show that I was use-able.

I just wanted to dance.

I never knew catastrophy was real.

Now, I know.

I know that survival means taking and keeping to ourselves what didn't in the first place.

But I wanted it so bad.

I had to kill to have it.

It was mine.

I chose that it was mine.

I.

Am.

The.

Only.

Who.

Can.

Judge.

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Blood leaks when it's container can no longer keep it.

The same for dogs.

They bark because they can't keep in their animosity for annoying's.

But I am different.

I was not chosen to be who I am.

I decided to be who I am.

A fact that most denies because they are afraid of being different.

But being different is what matters in a society full of pawns.

I never had parents.

I never had friends.

I never had lovers.

Because I decided so.

I keep close to my heart no dagger that could pierce it at one's whim.

I am different.

I am special.

Because I chose to be so.

But when I see that children of childrens are making bad decisions on every whim.

They do not realise that they are hurting themselves.

I do speak because I know better.

Humans are the perfect example.

They are the culmination of every bad decisions.

They are a virus that continue to grow.

So much, that their reachs is now to the outer realm of deep space.

Humans and their arrogance.

They dared to use the stones.

The Father's and Mother's of Everything.

The Primary core.

Life and death itself.

But no one can judge them as they are an intelligent race.

But intelligent does not make you smart.

There's a great difference.

_Don't you agree, Soul Stone and Power Stone?

"You will pay for what you are doing! You think you are better than Thanos!! Greedy people ends up losing in the end."

Stutters a purple haired black man with Lizard's trait.

_I do not believe that at all. You are mistaken. You are funny, Soul Stone. I met a funny gal not long ago and I've taken a liking to her. You have the same humour. Is it because you both are black. Is it fine for me to put like this? I wonder.

"Take a breather, Ammatian. That bastard is preparing something and we will be part of it. I wonder what though."

Adds an orange haired green man with only a eye.

_The Power Stone finally decides to talk. You both are quite cool to hang around with. And I thought the Power Stone would be more reactive than that.. Anyways, You are right. Do you want to know the plans I have for you guys?

The purple haired black man with lizard trait and the orange haired green man looks intensely at IT.

As a grasp overtakes their mind, a force sucks them into nothingness.

They see the end as both know that it's the end for them.

And suddenly, no sounds.

Finally.

I have two/fifth of the Life And Death Itself.

I Am The Only One Who Can Judge.

Therefore, the only one who takes.

Thanos could only bear wearing the mystical stones.

I don't want to do the same mistake.

I want to move on.

I want to past that limit.

Like I said, Blood leaks because the container can no longer keep it.

I'm different.

And I am only getting started.

If I remember well.

Five Stones.

And I only tasted two of them.

"...Can you stop barging into my dream whenever you want?"

Says a tired Savier as she sips onto fake tea.

_ Should I? So, you told your friends everything..

"Shouldn't I?"

Answers Savier as she giggles from the situation but soon instills a more serious mood as she asks:

"It feels weird talking to the being that will kill you someday. Can I at least have your name?"

_ehre.

"Meaning that at school, I'm sure people nicknamed you; 'RE', am I wrong?"

Jokes Savier as she eats onto fake popcorn this time.

_Haha!! Your humour sucks, young lady.

But what a strange feeling it is.

That gal is just one another.

She is just a pawn.

She is a victim of a society that can't sustain itself.

So why?

Why am I in love?

"Savier. But I want you to call me; Sah. It'll be more cosy."

Says Savier as she dips into chocolate ice cream

_You love food.

"Who doesn't? Don't you?

_I don't.

"Suddenly, you are boring."

_And you, bold. I don't expect lower being to understand. So, I ask that you prevent asking questions that makes you, you.

"And if I don't, will you kill me?"

_I can put up a smile. But I don't joke. So, Sah, how about you tell me your darkest secret?

"You are a literal one, aren't you?"

_Mine is that I'm not REAL, yet. And your's?

"I'm a transgender."

_Your past is not a secret. Tell me another.

"And being not real is a dark secret.. Don't joke with me."

_Come on! I did my best here.

"Me too."

_I love macaron's.

"For someone who doesn't like food, you know how to lie too."

_My pleasure.

"My darkest secret is that I am taking a liking to The Supposed Enemy."

_Another one of your joke?

"I don't joke when it comes to feeling. I can't believe myself too."

_You know how to lie too, Young Lady. I can see your soul and it is telling me that your boss told you to hook up with me. Formidable! You are funny, Sah!

"..Thanks for busting me, Re. It was getting tiring pretending."

_Re? Tell your boss that my plan to taking control of Earth's not for now. I have much more important matters to attend to. Like getting myself a bigger container.

"Will I still be able to meet you?"

_Are you asking because you want to keep check on me or because you truly like me?

"Can I not reply to that question for now?"

_Your pleasure.

"Okay.."

This feeling.

Weird to feel it.

But.

I won't let it run away.

Afterall.

I Got A Story To Tell.