“Why… why did you do this?”

“Do what?”

“Create me like this. Did you just want someone who represents your boredom, your restlessness? Did you enjoy making me just like you, as hopeless as you? Did you dream of being me, being able to have an exciting life?”

“I didn’t want to. You know that right?”

“Hahaha you had me want to die until I killed someone, or at least hurt someone, do you know what that does to a person? I had to choose between living a life of boredom and loneliness, and killing. I enjoyed it so much, it was so fun…”

“You enjoyed it, so why are you mad at me?”

“BECAUSE YOU MADE ME LIKE THIS!” They start laughing, a sound of hurt and joy and excitement, “no not anymore though… you only wanted me to kill when it was someone else… now you’re acting like you’re the good guy!”

“I’m sor-“

“And then, after all you did, when I finally got a chance at redemption, you made me sacrifice myself. Why did you do this?”

“Would you really rather be ordinary?”

“I DONT KNOW! BECAUSE YOU WROTE ME LIKE THIS I DONT HAVE A CHOICE! I don’t have a choice. You didn’t want to be ordinary so you created me. You called me Villain and laughed at me with your friends.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Oh now you’re sorry?”

“Yes.”

“I don’t forgive you.”

“Ehh fair enough, bye! Time to give some other characters trauma!”