OokamiNoUta

A Sprout Self sighed, staring up into the purple abyss that made her world's sky. 'My world is shit,' she thought morosely. 'I'm nothing. I wanted so much to believe that they were wrong…that he was wrong…but maybe…they were right…though I can't stand to even fathom that absurd notion…' She slapped her face into her hands; she was curled up in a pathetic little lump on her favorite emerald green hillside in her World. The place where she could always escape to, away from the monsters of that world. There, only sadness, regret, and feelings of utter worthlessness plagued her, surrounded by the Family, whom called her