#<-speaking as though guifil isnt my character and i cant do what i want
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fosermi · 4 months ago
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Teehee <3
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Guifil couldn't stop shaking. He had hurt Silver. His cousin. He had hurt all of his family. And worse, while he hadn't meant to hurt them, he couldn't say it was an accident either.
Even though Shadow wasn't his father, Shadow had practically raised him alongside Silver. They all lived together on Angel Island, he and Silver were as close as brothers. They played together, trained together, watched each other's backs.
Except Guifil had hurt him.
It was all because of that mysterious person, he had promised both of them special powers, saying he could make Guifil a hero. He and Silver had been both excited by the idea, they wanted to be like Shadow and Eclipse.
Or like Sonic, the legendary hero of old.
That stranger had secretly trained them and given him powers, speed that could almost rival Sonic. It had been incredible! But it came at a terrible cost: Silver. That creature had taken his powers and possessed him.
And Guifil hadn't learned that until it was too late. He had gotten everything he wanted, powers, a chance to see his hero. But at the terrible cost of his own family.
The only thing he could say was Silver was still alive.
Shadow used to be his uncle (technically great-uncle, but no one said that) Eclipse his grandfather, Silver his cousin. Unit Nine his mentor. All of them, part of a close tight knit family that loved each other. But Guifil had betrayed them, had almost hurt his friend. He didn't deserve to call any of them by those names again. They probably felt the same way.
Right now, he was hiding, off in the forest of Angel Island. He couldn't bare to look at any of them, see the rage or worse, disappointment in their eyes. What if they were so angry, they wanted him to leave, forever?
He couldn't handle that.
Maybe he should leave before he was kicked out... Get a head start.... He wouldn't be welcomed back in Eclipse's village, but maybe he should find another pocket of survivors. Ones that didn't know how much of a terrible person he was. It was the only thing he could do. He was just a kid and this world was a dangerous one.
He would need others to help care for him.
Tears danced on his muzzle as he stood up. Guifil looked back toward his home, he didn't want to leave, he didn't want to venture out into this dangerous world. This was his entire world.
But what other choice did he have?
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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
AMES YOU DIDNT
AMES,,,
AMES WHEN I GET YOU AMES,,,,
IT DIDNT HAVE TO GO THIS HARD MAN AGUIDFSHJCDSSJKCSUH *incoherent sobbing*
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