The pain that I feel. It's unbearable. My friend, Wilbur. He doesn't even consider me as a friend. Hell no one does. So I'm stuck in this Limbo. Alone. How do I move on, from the pain and agony? Trick question.. I can't. When Quackity died, I thought I had hope. That was until i realized... I was just a puppet. A puppet that he controled and decided whether I come back or not. He was me. Or... I was him...
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A/N: spoiler alert, there is no A/N.