Mors v1

No matter how much people were mean-os to me, hunting me down whenever I so much as set my small toe out of the underworld, I never told a single soul it was you. Not even my own brother, I’m sure he figured it out though, he’s a smart boy, a good dog. But the thing is, I’ve never gotten any thanks for this, or any sorries about it. It’s almost like you didn’t CARE what happened to me.