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Too much school

Hello!

"Yeah... That may be better."

((She moved and has been busy but idk why she hasn't been on at all))

Khit sighed. He stood up. "If they lock me up, fine. But I'll just tell them I'm back."

"I just asked you what I should do...."

Khit wiped a tear off his face.

"Because I was dying!" Khit sighed. He was crazy, he was crazy and he knew it.

"I don't know. I wasn't even supposed to come back here."

"What should I do?"

"They wanted information. I said nothing I swear. But if I hadn't... If I hadn't killed them they would have killed me."

He winced. His shoulder still hurt from the whips of the inquisitor. "But I still killed her. "

"I couldn't control my powers. These... Monsters... Inside my head. They overwhelm me and I can't do anything about it. She was just in the wrong place, or I was..." Khit felt the now-scar on his arm concealing the sigil in his bone.

Khit sat up. He swallowed, "I meant to protect her." He looked down.

Khit woke up. "Where...." He looked around, not sure what to say. Why was he in darkness' room?

Khits breathing was shallow.

((Yeah--do whatever!)

Khit had lost a lot of blood. Enough to kill an average huma, he was only alive because he was an elite.

These tunnels led to the court. Khit followed His instincts. He did what he could to stay conscious. Light appeared. A sliver in the wall. A cracked door. It opened. Khit was suddenly in the main hall. He fell over, unconscious and bleeding profusely. A puddle began to form around him.

Knits vision began to blur. He was dying. He grabbed onto the wall and pulled himself up. These tunnels led to the court. Khit followed His instincts. He did what he could to stay conscious. Light appeared. A sliver in the wall. A cracked door. It opened. Khit was suddenly in the main hall. He fell over, unconscious and bleeding profusely. A puddle began to form around him.

Khit coughed up blood. The monsters fought him for control. He had to make the sigil stay. He didn't WANT to kill anyone else. There was only one way. Khit took out the knife he stole from an inquisitor and sliced open his already mangled arm. His Teeth gritted in pain. Khit took the knife and sawed into his bone. He carved out the sigil, and with the last line the monsters dissapeared. He threw up in pain, the water was red with his blood.