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As he stoped to rest. he looked up hopefully for the last time, and saw the stars looking down at him, ugly faces stared at him,
screaming, crying, hurting. he could not see if thay were angels crying over what he done or.. at him, at what he became in that moment. he closed his eyes and felt there claws grabing at his face, he also felt the softest fethers brushing aginst his face.
then he looked down at his massacar on the floor his body lay.
thrown coverd in blood and rust crawling it way toward him, it opend skull and exposed brain,decaying flesh and the stench of deaths mark lingering in the air. he utter only this "to hell",
as the monster was taking by shadow's underground.
he looked at the sky and placed his hand over the bloody gash in his heart ,left with his fight with his evil self. and felt his world tilt, to and fro. yet he never felt the ground rise up behind him just the soft hand pull him torward the sky... to the light.....to the stars.