No, no, he was not adopted. He may have looked nothing like his family and had nothing in common with them but those were just coincidences.

Weren't they?

Your original parents didn't want you.

They were right.

You are worthless.

Give up.

Your brothers only pretended to like you.

Phil didn't miss you.

Xisuma is the same.

They all are.

Everyone hates you.

"GRIAN!" screamed Void at the top of his lungs, holding his friend close and away from the messy floor.

Blood was covering his hands and wings, giant slits running down his palms and back.

Finally, the builder realised what he'd done. The knife lay on the sofa, staining everything red. Crimson dripped onto the floor and pain ran through him like an electric knife had stabbed his neck.

Breathing rapidly, Grian collapsed.

X dashed out the door, searching for anyone. Luckily, Ren, Cleo, Joe and Scar were all nearby, and Void screeched for their attention, motioning frantically at the door. Soon, all four of them were inside and staring at the bloody hunched figure of their fellow hermit.

Instead of telling them what had happened, the admin shoved bandages into each of their hands and started searching everywhere for anything else to help.

A/N: Another short part, and the final one that I already have written. I have way too many ideas currently so expect everything slow. I have a discord server though! https://disboard.org/server/952625612760174622 . I might post updates on writing there, and also have a minecraft server accessible on it. Have an awesome time, superstars!