บท 4: Bargaining, Depression & Acceptance

Panting Hans stood over the corpse. In his hand was the sword which he had dropped in the beginning and at some point during his despair picked up and unsheathed.

The sword again, was stuck in the floor. Around it lay the splitted head.

Hans mind was blank. Blank as a freshly produced pice of white paper. Unable to grab a simple line of thought.

‚She, ... It... S....She is dead. I killed her.'

‚Good, pls I don't know for what sin I have to atone but pls I will change my life, just don't punish Chrisi for my mistakes.'

Just as Hans was captivated in his mind reality didn't let him no rest no pause.

„Shreeeeeeeeek!"

It echoed through the mansion and there he came his father. Just as taken over by madness as his mother.

Steeling his resolve to go through all of this punishment.

As long as it meant to save his little brother he would kill everything and everybody.

‚Pls rest dad. You did enough for us.'

In the mindless charge of his father he saw to many holes.

Hans started running holding tight his sword.

It took only as second than they crashed into one another. Hans in a perfect executes strike pierced through his fathers heart completely.

However the whole world so it seemed was against him. His father hitting him hard flung him away.

Maybe it was luck maybe fated Hans flew directly in the middle of the corridor opening a great distance between him and his father.

His sword never left his side. Through the mental pressure exerted onto Hans his muscles were all extremely tensed.

These was as good as it was bad for him.

Bad because the blunt force of the hit as well as the crash into the floor ravage his internal body.

Good as he still had his sword at ready for their next follow up clash.

,So you really became Monsters.'

A single tear flowed down his left cheek.

He stood up.

His father was dashing already at him again.

Hans stayed still.

He raised the sword over his head.

Standing completely still he waited

and waited

and waited.

Then in one fast and fluent move his sword cut through his fathers skull.

His father body went completely limp.

Hans let his sword fall and caught his father body.

He laid it on the ground softly.

„Rest in Peace. You were a great father. I will atone for my Sinns and be looking after Chrisi from now on."

After wiping away the blood on his sword he sheathed it and went on to the door of the room his brother was in.

„SHREEEEK!"

His world started falling apart.

‚STOP!'

‚That came from the window!'

Behinde the window there was there neighbors house.

‚It seems they to became monsters.'

First doubts started appearing how his neighbor got punished for his sins, as they weren't really friends so he didn't feel any pain for them.

‚Now's not the time. Chrisi first!'

As he opened the door he unconsciously held his breath as he awaited the world destroying Shreek.

However it was quiet. It was the greatest silence he was allowed to meet.

As he show the quiet silhouette of his brother Hans was filled with ecstasy.

Hans fell on his knees.

Tears started flowing down his faces. Building up into waterfalls.

„Chrisi! What am I happy you didn't become such a monster."

„Chrisi?"

„Chrisiiiiiiiii!!!!"

„NO!"

Hans jumped up. Ignoring all the pain and injuries on of his body.

On the ground lay the old rifle.

Chrisi was sitting in a chair his eyes closed.

Forever.

„NOOOO!"

„What am I living for? What am I atoning for if there is nothing left to come back to?"

„Chrisi how can you leave me? You know all I fear is loneliness. There is no Mountain I don't dare to climb. There is no Storm I don't dare to weather through. There is no Danger I don't dare to challenge as long as I have you."

„So what am I still living for?"

„FOR WHAT???"

Hans picked up the old hunting rifle lying on the floor. Still loaded and ready to fire.

One only had to pull the trigger.

He raised ever so slowly but at some point it still reached its position.

He look up. If he goes out he wanted to see the face of the last person he held dear in his heart.

There he was Chrisi's face and he smiled.

Yes he smiled.

The rifle was ready his finder was at the trigger but Chrisi smiled.

How could he smile in his last moments full of pain.

Was because he felt his brothers arm reaching out for him.

Was it because all the Pain went away just as promised before everything still got crushed in the end.

He won't know but it still gave him hope. His heart was free. He couldn't explain it but this one smile. It meant the world for him.

Just as his mind had cooled off and now registered all the pain and injuries of the rest of the body Hans world went once again black.

Maybe it was for his own good, as now even his subconsciousness was able to rest and accept this last positiv change which saved his life.

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Sry Author notes is just a bit to short:

I can think that some may not be that happy with this beginning, however this was it with the introduction.

From now on it will be slaughtering abnormals and grinding beasts.

Also I think it's important to say that I write this in the first run. So nobody knows what's going on and they will have to find out about the whole Apokalypse concept on their own.

Not everybody is blessed with an AI and even if the AI only answers what you ask so it will take a lot of randomness and coincidental success to find that all out in the first run.

Only through multiple runs can there be so much pre-knowledge.

P.s Ashok's first run is over all somewhere 15+ world run