I grip my chest. Blood gushes out like a flood. I stagger through my forest. My breath becomes raspy. My chest burns. The bluebird is beside me chirping. I could barely see straight. I stagger to the opening of the forest. The heart of the forest. 

I slam my staff to the ground. The shadows were being pulled back. Nature is angry but this is not the way to do things. This is not the way to go about. If I do this, I'm no better than Viren. I am no better than every human. There should be a peaceful world. There should be a land of equality. 

"I'm...sorry..." I say to the bluebird. 

It chirps as if to forgive me. I rip off my mask and gasp in the air. Vines grew around the mask and soon they grow around me. These are not vines this is a tree trunk. I'm being consumed by a tree. I watch as branches and vines wrap around me. A worthy punishment. I'm done so many bad things. This is my time. Blood drips from my mouth.

"Just...wish...I...could've...made...it...up..." I say.

The bluebird nods and lands in my hand. It nuzzles my face. I need to rest. I'm so tired. I just want some sleep... 

The End.