((Request by 1TheZukkling1!! Sorry for taking too long T0T..))
You and Noobador have been great childhood friends! You were always there for him, and so was he.
You had also met his niece and his nephew! Blue and Red, they were relatively respectful around you due to you being their boss/uncle's best friend. The kids were such sweethearts! Not that the same could be said about their parents...
Although... Only a few weeks ago, you had found an rather.. Strange sword lying in the ground. You were only taking an small walk around the forest, you didn't expect to see.. This.. Even so, the sword's beauty amazed you. You reached out to grab it, and as soon as you touched it, you felt... An strange feeling.. You were obsessed, you didn't want to let it go, it needed you, the sword was calling you... And so, you decided to keep it. Not knowing the harm it would cause to yourself.
Oh god, why did it end like this...
You laid there on the grassy ground, your eyes weakly looking up at the sun that bathed you with its light. Your body was sore and extremely wounded from the previous fight with... Someone... Someone who wanted to take the Windforce from you. You were too obsessed with it to just give them right away... And look where it got you.
It was hard to even breathe, your eyelids felt heavy, but you still craved for only one last look at the light blue sky before you finally perished. An puddle of blood slowly forming under you and staining the previously green grass. At this point, you were just waiting for your death, you never thought you'd die like this... You were left alone, dying in the grass. And taking one of your last breaths, you heard an voice, an familiar voice.
"Monika?... Oh god.. No.. No no no no.."
Noobador.... You never wanted him to see you like this... The kids were behind him as well, looking at you with worry.. Concern... Confusion.. Fear..