It's called Saf, no idea why, the original said not to question it, so don't question it I guess?

Written by: Ash_InTheFlames

Synopsis:
EX is depresso and X and the hermits come over to his house to talk to him before leaving again, after they leave EX tries to self deletus taking a load of pills and stabbing himself.

Original author: Cramsalesman

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Ex opened the bottle, taking the pills, one after another, meaning to take them all, as he took more, his vision began to blur, his head began to swim, he couldn’t think straight anymore, he focused on taking the pills.

Maybe that’s the reason he didn’t hear the front door to his house smash open, or maybe he secretly wanted someone to come in, rip the dagger and the pills out of his hands, and save him.

((10 minutes earlier))

EX shut his door as we walked out, something was wrong, X could feel it as each hermit flew away from the small house in their own direction, he stayed there, pacing, trying to work out what it was.

Hearing banging from inside the hut didn’t make X feel any better, he listened at the door, he heard the sound of dog biscuits hitting the dish- way more than would usually be put by the sound, then the splash of water in a basin. At this point he knew something was up.

He knocked on the door, when no-one answered after a few tries he simply shouldered it, bursting into the house. X looked from side to side, he saw the dog bowl piled with food, as if someone was going away, and other telltale signs that EX wasn’t planning on being home.

Looking around for EX, X couldn’t find him anywhere. The last place to look was the bathroom, X pushed the door, but it was locked, he rammed into it, his worry growing, eventually he pulled out his axe and smashed his way through.

Ex lay on the floor, a dagger through his chest, his hand clamped around the handle, there was an empty pill bottle next to him.

X gagged and let out a choked sob, running over to him, Feeling his pulse, X confirmed that he was still alive, but only barely, he pulled out his communicator and sent an urgent message to Joe while he tried to do everything he could.

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Joe arrived as quickly as he could, armed with healing potions and bandages. Kneeling down next to EX and the panicked Xisuma, he assessed the situation.

“He’s alive?” Joe asked, looking X in the eyes, he nodded, not being able to form words. Joe set to work, forcing the potions down his throat after quickly removing the dagger and bandaging the wound.

“Come on, we’d better get him somewhere safe.” Joe said, X nodded, slowly, standing up, Joe picked up EX, careful not to damage the wound further, and they left the house.

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EX woke up somewhere warm with a dull headache, he couldn’t remember what had happened to him or how he got here, the last thing he remembered was the hermits coming to visit him for a reason he didn’t remember finding out.

He opened his eyes, blinking at the light, allowing his eyes to adjust to the surroundings, it wasn’t his house, he could tell that much, but he didn’t know where he was.

Next to the bed he was lying in Xisuma was asleep in a chair. EX noticed he wasn’t wearing his helmet, his hair was a mess and there were bags under his eyes like he hadn’t slept in days.

As Ex watched, X stirred, looking over at him with tired eyes, he looked back, watching his brother’s every move.

When X saw that he was awake, he did something EX never would have expected, he threw his arms around his brother, hugging him tightly, almost as if his life depended on it.

EX made an “oof” sound as he reached tentatively around to hug him back, it was awkward on his end, since he never hugged anyone, but he appreciated the kindness right now.

“I’m so glad you’re ok…” X whispered, EX just nodded, “Don’t do anything like that again…”
EX nodded again, hugging X, everything slowly coming back to him, the pills and the dagger, he made a promise.

“I won't.”

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Wow that was a lot,

Hope you enjoyed uwu

-Ash