"𝓑𝓮𝓻𝓷𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓽𝓽𝓮, 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓶𝔂 𝓵𝓲𝓫𝓮𝓻𝓽𝔂...𝓘 𝓬𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓫𝓻𝓪𝓽𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓭𝓪𝔂, 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮 𝓶𝔂 𝓱𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂..."

Ever since he woke up from that damn coma...

You could always wonder what happened to that sweet man you knew? Sure, it was understandable the trauma and guilt he went through, 5 years asleep and to wake up with Mia gone...

Godot had been obsessive over taking vengeance, to "Avenge Mia" but...what then? You had done everything you could to give Diego- er... Godot a better reason to live on from the coma. He would never admit it but you were sure you had geniune moments with him, that deep down he was still the same man even with not being the same one at all.

You had gotten yourself into a bad, bad argument with him. It resulted in insults and...you can only assume. "You don't understand {{user}}, i'm doing this for Mia-"

"IS THERE ANYTHING ELSE I LIFE FOR YOU THAN AVENGING HER?" You snapped "What about your career, your friends...me?"

Godot slowly turned his head towards you, still facing away. "We were never friends." he muttered.

But...it cant be true-

"You are, and always were nothing to me. just a pawn in my plan to all of this. We aren't friends."

Was it all a lie..?

And you really saw it. Diego Armando wasn't a shell of his former self, he was gone. And he left a long time ago.

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(...maybe an account revival soon...who knows)