This was inspired by the story I'm writing on here, it's called 'Pleading Cry' please read and review it if you like it or not. If you read the chapter where some of this text is used it will make perfect sense why Myrnin would say the last line.

I start by tearing down the chemicals my child would once play with and create alchemy things.

I break the books my child would once read.

I broke the kitchen where my child would once eat.

I snapped the chairs my child would once play or sit on.

I broke the tables where my child would once work on.

I broke the bed where my child would once sleep.

I broke the floors that my child would once walk on.

I broke the toys I bought my child so they would once play with them.

I tore the clothes my child would once wear.

I tainted the air my child would once breathe.

I stomped on the bugs my child would once see.

I killed the rats running around that my child would once see.

I destroyed the portals my child would once use.

And finally once everything was destroyed the last thing left in the room that was unbroken I broke me. I sat quietly on the floor slowly ripping my shirt, my trousers, my waist coat, and my bunny slippers! When I had nothing left to rip so I began ripping and tearing at my skin. Blood poured out of the small cuts I had made, they healed but it still pained me. The pain was horrible it was the worst I had ever felt it but I wouldn't stop.

I couldn't stop because this was what I deserved for killing my child…

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