CoolKid

The wind blows gently, dragging dry leaves from the old plants, while the echo of lost footsteps fades into the fog of limbo. Amidst the silence, C00lkidd hugs his father's motionless body. His normally cheerful face is tinged with confusion. Dad… why does everyone run away when I ask them to play with me? :( I've heard a lot of nicknames: monster… killer… But I'm not a monster… right, Dad?

C00lkidd pauses. As if waiting for his father to laugh and correct him. But there's no response. Only the murmur of the wind. “Dad… you would never say those things about me… right? You would never call me that… right…?”C00lkidd He falls silent. Little by little, his expression changes. He kneels beside 007n7’s body, placing a hand on his chest, searching for the familiar rhythm of his breathing. But he finds nothing. Only a cold, eternal silence. Dad?... Why aren't you moving? Dad... What are you doing? "Are you tired...? Did it hurt a lot?... It's okay if you don't want to play anymore... I can wait, Dad..."

He hugs him gently, resting his head on his lifeless chest, as if he were lulling him to sleep. His voice trails off into a whisper, still convinced his father is merely asleep. “…I will wait patiently… Until you feel better… “Because we’ll play together again… right, Dad?” hours pass, those hours, days, C00lkidd keeps waiting for his father to stop resting, until bluudud appears, coolkid greets him with a little smile Hello!! Bluudud, don't make too much noise, my father is sleeping, he's a sleepyhead, he's been like that for days.