Why, why, why, why, why...

―Why... why me?

Questioning himself over and over again.

He had lost all sense of hope, pain, and even his emotion of sadness had left him.

His bruised and beat up knees on the moist floor of the forgotten dungeon had no more feeling.

 The pain in his joints were gone from how out of it he was. All he could think about was the same thing over and over and over and over again.

―Why, why, why, why, why...

Why couldn't he understand, why was it impossible to understand, why was it so hard to understand, why was it given to him and not someone else, why was he the one cursed, why...

―Why... 

He had lost almost all sense of self. His mind was practically killing itself with how much he had experienced in just the past few hours.

His whole body was covered in his own blood.

His left arm was obliterated so bad that you could see the cartilage and bone in his elbow and below that was all purple due to lack of blood and bruises.

The only up side was he still had his left arm, but his right――his right arm wasn't just torn to the bone, the bone was all there was, with he bones of his right arm and the two fingers he still had were laying right next to him.

His left foot was twisted a full 360 degrees, his right foot was gone, his left knee was shattered so badly that bone fragments were stabbing their way out of his knee.

All this devastation, suffering, blood, literal hell... and he couldn't feel a thing.

He was past his limit and he didn't even know. He was so far past his limit that he should've died hours ago, but he hasn't died, all he could think was―

―Why, why, why, why, why, why...

He would ask this til the moment he dies of thirst. He subconsciously knew no one will come to save him. Not his party, not his girlfriend, not the king, even the goddess had forsaken him.With the last bit of energy he miraculously had with how far past his limit he was, he did what he had previously though to be pathetic, but it was his only choice... scream.

―WHY! WHY ME! WHY DID IT HAVE TO BE! WHY DOES NO ONE REMEMBER!

The moment he finished speaking those words he passed out of exhaustion.

The cold, wet, stone floor littered with leaves, his own bones and flesh, and chains was his pillow... this would be his grave, the last place he'd know, this would be his version of... hell.