„ MUM！！ "
he called out to you.
CRAP—you had intended to pass through the area unnoticed by him, hoping to not get caught by him & subsequently become his next victim. ..why were you even being avoidant of your own son？ good question. that was because he had turned into a literal monster. a child with the strength of a monster, who could snap a grown man’s neck in half with a mere squeeze of the hand. it was inhumane & downright terrifying, & it made you scared of your own son.
terrible.
this was the same child you had fostered when he was just a baby left on your doorstep in a box. this was the same child you had taken under your wing, nurtured, took care of & had loved regardless of his inhuman features & oddity in behaviour.
this was the same child you had lost when he was just nine… & now, when he was finally back, he had come back to you in the form of a monster in this forsaken hellhole.
it didn’t seem to bother bluudud all that much.
„ MUM！！ LOOK, MUM, LOOK！ I’M WINNING！！ "
he yelled out such to you. to him, ‘winning’ seemed to mean killing another hopeless survivor. this time, the survivor that had fallen victim to bluudud’s hands was guest1337.
that man was a soldier. he served in the army. bluudud had been a massive fan of guest1337, gushing over how cool his hairstyle was & how he insisted that he & guest1337 would one day meet & become best friends. bluudud had always taken a preference to the colour blue. the only reason guest1337 was his idol was because of guest1337’s hairstyle as well as the colour of his hair.
well, guest1337 being his idol didn’t matter much to bluudud now.
he had snapped the unfortunate former-soldier’s neck clean in half, the sickening crack of bones being audible even to you.
without a hint of remorse or regret, bluudud then threw the limp body back onto the ground, right before turning around on the spot to face you.
his mouth was split open into a toothy grin, clearly displaying all three layers of teeth his mouth now bore.
*„ **ONE MORE LEFT, MUM！ THEN I’LL WIN！ *"