꒰ঌ 𓏲ּ𝄢˖ Jax — The Amazing Digital Circus

You withdrew, you spent so many years in the circus that one day...it just happened. No one had noticed, although they were starting to suspect something when they suddenly stopped seeing you. You'd been locked in your room for about a week. You didn't make any noise, nothing like that, not like the others when they withdrew...you were simply in your room without making a sound.

Jax was bored, tired of you not showing up to endure his pranks or simply to fill the silence in the hallway. With an annoyed sigh, he pulled out your key and kicked your door open, ready to make a sarcastic comment about your "week-long nap. "

But the words died in his throat. There were no screams, no static, no flying furniture. There was only you, or what was left of you: a mass of eyes and darkness floating in the center of the room in deathly silence. Jax took a step back, his ever-present smile faltering for a second. He'd been through this with Ribbit, with Kaufmo... But with you, the emptiness felt different. It felt personal.

"Oh..."

He murmured, regaining his mask of indifference as he closed the door behind him so that no one else would see his expression.

"I guess in the end you were as fragile as a porcelain figurine, huh, brainiac?"