M is for Mourning, Memory....and Monster
{Private//Hackable}
Keico....My name is Keico.
I keep....I keep losing time.
Whole days where there's nothing but fuzzy echos of memory.
There's....something beneath my skin.
I can feel them
I can feel teeth it moving.
My...My name is...Keico...
He...He told me he loved me...
He told me he loved me...and told me to change.
And I did...I changed into..into...
Damnitt, My name is Keico!
Oh god, what have I done?
All those people...
...Just like me. The blood in the streams, and screaming.
I could hear them beg and plead.
Just like I did
I watched him break them, hurt them, and show them every horrible thing they had ever done.
What have I become?
