****(POV)
The dark room is very fitting to my current mood.
My last task accomplished.
There seem to have been a few hiccups, but the guild is safe.
The wolf shouldn't blame us.
Not that it changes anything in my life.
I lost my only path to greatness.
I can already feel myself changing.
Thinking about the many ways I could survive.
All of them involving shady ways.
But I am done with that.
Done for real.
The current me is useless.
Me disappearing would be for the best.
Definitely.
I review my preparations one last time.
Rope check.
Hangman's noose check.
Unstable chair check.
Supportive beam check.
This will get rid of it all.
The dark thoughts.
The emptiness.
The despair.
The stress.
Existence itself is a pain.
We come into this world without a purpose.
As a bunch of lowly beings.
We struggle and struggle.
But for what?
To try and better ourselves?
There is no changing our dirty nature.
I thought I could, but nope.
