A few days have passed. Selozar hasn't recovered, rather become more and more numb. More memories that he couldn't have fathomed ran through his head, with nothing else clouding his broken mind.

He was now walking out to the battle field with his newly repaired scythe, that can turn into a double bladed axe at any time. Selozar began to walk, he was terrified, and wanted to run back. But what were his chances in that? He wanted Albert to be happy, and that was his purpose. Or at least in his own head.

Love is not the meaning of life, that's stupid. We are going to enjoy it as much as possible, because who cares. Albert's smile is what brings Selozar joy, so he'll take it. Life, in all, is worthless.

And Selozar knew that.

But he thought he had a purpose. And to fulfill that, he was going to beat Meat Jesus.

He stepped upon the land Meat Jesus rested, Selozar twirled his scythe in his fingers before charging to the beast. But, surprisingly, the beast didn't move. It's guard was down. Weird, Selozar thought.

Selozar slashed the beast, causing him to turn on, and chase Selozar. Selozar flew back, but he got up once again, and began to slash and hurt the beast.

The beast began to break things around him, such as the fence. He swung a punch to Selozar, and it hit, sending him flying. Selozar snapped out of it, and sliced the beast on it's shoulders, to where his head should be. Selozar pulling out throwing knives and threw them rapidly at the beast, finishing it off with boomeranging the scythe.

A minute passed, and the scythe flew back to him. Dust clouded the area. Selozar sighed of relief, and began to head back. Just then, he was hit in the back of the head, stabbing through his chest, as the thing retracted, Selozar turned around and saw the beast with spider like legs coming from his back, crawling over. He had a neck, and was slowly forming to what could be assumed to be a head.

Selozar got up and switched to a double bladed axe, and sliced off three of the spider legs. He turned around, and six more came stabbing through his rock body, bones began to break, and his skin fell off to reveal his blood. Selozar couldn't believe he was still alive. He hurt the beast more and more, but nothing worked. He kept getting more, and more hurt.

Selozar soon fell onto the ground, and the beast stared at him, tauntingly waiting for him to get up. Selozar began to cry, he felt as if things were hopeless. He got up, he had to fight. For Albert, for Adam, Sorrow, and Jake. He ran to the beast, but was knocked back, once again. He felt his back shatter. Something cold was growing deep inside him, he could feel it. He sat there, letting himself die. And eventually, something began to take over him, like a tumor.

It was painful.

He wanted it to stop, but there was nothing he could do. Nothing he ever did was going to help him. He opened his eyes and saw he was the head to one of the beasts, his arms stuck on the neck, and legs far too deep inside. He couldn't control anything, and he gave up.

This was going to be his grave. He didn't mind. Like the memories, new things came into his head, but...

They weren't awful.

They were... comforting in a twisted sense.

"This is who you were destined to be. You should embrace this, this is who you are. You are one of them. This... this is who you truly are."

Those last few words repeated in his head. He couldn't help but smile. Everyone was safe now, there was no point in saving him. He failed. And he embraced that failure, and became it.

The others watched from a distance, as Selozar got up from his resting possition and how the guardians walked towards him, as if they were commanded to do so.

And that's where I stopped lol