I woke up today, kind of wishing I didn't. For this past week, I've been dealing with severe head issues, to the point where you can see me clashing with myself. My thoughts are fighting each other, it's almost like my head is an important piece in a war that determines the outcome. God, release me from this suffering. My head is throbbing. I haven't been to school in weeks, my classmates have been trying to find me, I know. I'm hiding from them. They can't see what's happening to me, I'll just scare them… This is something I have to deal with alone. Luckily, I have a plan… The library. It had a particular book with information that they always talked about, "A knife with the ability to split someone into two halves." I just need... the recipe... I'll let me fight myself... At night I'll come in and hope Akuma isn't guarding. I guess I'll have to prepare... I know the knife is made chemically, so I made a makeshift chemical set that I'll be able to make it with. I pull it out under my desk, and I just start, making a few things, I don't know what... I think it's a sleeping agent, and a syringe, I'm not even sure why I'm making them... I put them in the bathroom next to my bedroom when I'm done. Then, I just sit on my bed momentarily, until my head starts fighting itself again, I beg God for mercy, to just end my suffering, I can't fucking take this anymore. I sleep to escape the excruciating thoughts in my head, I sleep until the night.
I go out of my home for the first time in weeks... Making sure nobody sees me. I walk to the library, going inside.
It's incredibly dark, it feels like there's nobody around until I hear someone say, "...Sig? Where have you been..."
I just reply with a stern, "Who... are you…?"
They reply with, "You don't know? It's Akuma. Answer my question, where have you been?!?" raising his voice.
Before answering, I decide to properly assess the situation before telling him anything. I don't think he can see me in this darkness, really... All he can see is my glowing red eye, I believe... I decide to reply with, "I'm... Just having a little issue. Don't worry."
Akuma snaps at me and says, "A little issue isn't something that should leave you missing for so long!! What's happening to you, seriously, tell me."
I sit there and thoughtfully think out a reply, before coming up with "I just have... a problem. It can be solved, I just... need time. Alone. I can't even tell you what's going on, I barely even know, myself… Please, tell them to stop looking for me... Please."
Akuma replies by saying, "Given your... condition. I think I understand. If you really wanted to be alone though, why are you here, of all places?"
I reply with, "I just… need information on a little something. From a book. I think it'll make me feel a bit better."
Akuma says, "I'll lend you any book you want, just promise me... You'll come back soon. Everybody's worried about you, kiddo."
...I doubt it. I reply, "I will, thank you..."
Akuma either falls silent, or leaves. I can't tell which because it's so dark in here. To find the book I need, I stumble around blindly until I feel a shelf, and use the light of my eye to find the book, I take it out and open it to check the contents, it's a very detailed recipe and it provides a lot of history about the item, but I don't care about that. I just know I need it... to solve this issue.
I close the book and start leaving, It's raining now... I clutch the book tight to my chest so it doesn't get rained on. It's very cold, and the little noises feel great in this crisis. I sit down for a while before walking home… and when I get home I open the book on my desk and start making the knife. Part of me is scared, thinking I shouldn't do this to myself, holding me back with every fiber inside it.
The other part of me feels like this is something it has to do, no matter what, it's working faster than it ever has before... I don't even know what to make of it all, so I just keep working, and working no matter how much of a drag it is until it is completed.
I stab the knife into my head and pull it down, then we use our claws to remove the skin. I wait for the other side of me, trident in hand.
It seems he had the same idea, he holds a rapier, waiting for me.
We know what we must do.
I start lunging at him, hoping to get a stab in.
He starts countering my attacks with his rapier. I've gotta kill him... for everything.
We get to the bathroom after a while of fighting, and he moves his claw to open a cabinet, and that's when I get the first strike, a clean stab right through his stomach...
He makes a very scared expression, and at that moment, he gets a rag and starts spraying something on it quickly.