~Hungry. Cold. Food is all I can think about. Where even am I? How did I get here? One moment I am living near a nice fire guarded by my allies, and the next I'm left here all alone.

What did I do wrong? Or perhaps I was supposed to do something? Did I piss off my master by not protecting him from that bug one time? He said stay, though.

~Stay~

That's all he's really ever said to me. Was I not meant to be? I still don't understand.

None of it matters anymore. I can't even feel the hunger, the pain, the misery of my last bit of strength being soiled. I can't move.

Master, is that you? Please, I want food. Wait, you're not maste-

*Gun shot*

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