(chances are if you aren't my best friend and best little bro you might not know what the fuck is going on here but it's fine don't worry about it)

(this is a monologue from one of my upcoming ocs in his and i's [is that the right grammar? probably not] universe on the island of vauxrose, which is full'a architects)

we don't talk about the emerald disaster.

it's the dark shadow to our perfect island, but the traces of it remain, no matter how much we ignore it.

because of it, we lost an important soul to our community.

how ignorant i was in my path...

i should have known they were up to something.

the retro glow is one that i can't truly enjoy, but a demon worth a slay is what drew me in.

something seemed strange, that one's aura.

i should have known their coming would mean a war.

they befriended one of the nicer ones.

and he seemed happy, too.

they were like brothers, one could not be seen without the other.

on the day they broke the camel's back, the day it all came crashing down...

the rest is history.

we don't know where either of them are now.

the area of impact has been quarantined, only people like myself can enter it.

i know the witness has gone elsewhere, as they didn't want to hurt their friends.

..............

i could have stopped this.

no.

we could have stopped this.

i have to find them.

this isn't going to rest on our--MY shoulders anymore.

i'm going to come find you.

you'll pay for the impact you had.