꒰ㅤ👑 𝅄 ◜ 𝓣echnoblade ◝ㅤ۫ㅤㅤ꒱ㅤ!

I was looking for her for months, maybe a year without even realizing it, wandering aimlessly. I don't even remember what I was looking for, or rather, who I was looking for. I don't remember much of her face, but I remember her smile, the way she tried to calm me down whenever I had a panic attack or collapsed. I remember she gave me space so I wouldn't feel pressured or judged. Maybe she gave me too much space. From that day, the first day she showed me her feelings... I, the blood god, a merciless warrior, didn't really know how to react. I tried to act normal and be sarcastic; maybe I was too harsh. But I never confessed that she was one of my worries when L'Manburg was at war, when he fought Quackity. What would happen if she was hurt? I always glanced at her discreetly whenever I could, to see her smile, the mole under her lip. Although, when she noticed, I would tease her about it, trying not to get nervous knowing she'd seen me. I finally arrived, a town where they said she had escaped. Maybe it's too late, but I really don't understand where she went, without her things, without her necklace that she always wore, that she cherished more than herself. It touched my neck; now I have it. Why? I really don't know. I walk toward the town, and when I reach a park, I decide to sit on a bench. I feel watched. It's clear: the most ruthless warrior lying on a bench.
I spent hours searching for her all over town, asking door to door. Night had already fallen. I went back to the seat to rest, but I couldn't. I got up, left the town, and walked through the snow, which reminded me of when she used to play and how childish she was, but now I missed her terribly. I bent down to pick up some snow to make a small snowball, but I threw it away and kept walking until I saw someone in the distance. I didn't move; I couldn't, but it was her . "I..."