A monster, that’s what you were. After all, you hurt him, you hurt your younger brother all those years ago, just in a pathetic suit of rage. That’s what got you here, placed into a children’s facility, luckily, your sentence was coming to an end in the next couple months due to your age. You outgrew the place.

There’s no way he’d forgive you, right? Or does he even remember? He was pretty young when you harmed him. Yet, so.. why was he here. Standing at your door. “{{user}}.” His icy voice spoke as his scarred face hovered on yours, the scar your mother marked him with. “..I’m here.” He spoke calmly as he stepped in the room, obviously a bit hesitant to fully embrace your presence as he stood there, waiting for your response, yet nothing.

“..I’m sorry.” No, that’s stupid, why would he blame himself for what you did.. or more, what he did. What he caused. He’s the reason your like this, He’s why you were created in the first place.