im not good with happy endings :)
part 2 to 'nothing' its like two months after
cw: fake lore, wizard!dream
song: alien blues - vundabar
future you?
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having the most important news of your life delivered to you in form of a letter from your old man isn't what you expected when you were away for six months. you were in your tent, planning the next move for your troop but one of your cadets came in and handed you the letter.
you sighed when you forgot to call your father for his birthday which just passed three days ago. it probably was a guilt tripping letter telling her how bad of a kid you are to him.
but it had a really unexpected beginning sentence.
dear y/n,
if you're reading this i am dead and a terrible father, i'm sorry. but despite my insults and mistreatment, you surprisingly turned out.. okay. i used to think that if i was tough with you i'll shape you to be a strong person in this fucked to world. and it worked out like i expected. but i never knew the amount of pain i put you through by doing so. so i am sorry. now i understand why i never heard you call me father (not even in father's day). it's a stupid title anyway..
it was the first time ever you felt something other than hate towards schlatt. well you hated him for not telling you about his heart problems, but you knew why he didn't tell you. for some reason reading the letter made you feel so vulnerable after finishing it. there were a few new emotions that caused a single tear to roll down your eye when you re read it.
instead of feeling relieved that he was gone now, you were aggravated to know this piece of paper was the last thing left in this world that schlatt ever touched.
the void in your heart seemed to only get bigger with this letter. you felt rage after understanding this letter instead of giving you a nice last memory of the man you hated your whole life. you were all alone in this world both your parents were gone now. a small part of you felt empty like the only thing that belonged to you was stolen from you. but schlatt was never yours.
the rest of your time leading your troop seemed off. there were so many questions in your mind while you were in battle. you wondered where he died? what time he die? who was with him when it happened? was he buried? are people pissing on his grave? how decomposed is his body right now? was his corpse laying around in a random ally? you only hoped quackity at least took care of it.
after long days of battle and an unexpected truce you made it home. the house you once lived with schlatt was empty now. usually whenever you got home from leading a battle you always bragger about any medal or prize you received to schlatt just to get an insult from him. it was your thing. you had the medal in your hand but when you opened the door you saw no one to throw your medal at.
you hated him all your life, but he was always there with you. drunk for most of the time, but in those rare occasions you talked to him when he was sober he could be quite wise.
yeah, he moved to lmanberg just to be close to his son and never let you go near the land. yeah he told you how much of a failure you were all the time. and he always hated anyone that made you happy. schlatt was always there with you, teaching you things to only make you a strong fighter and a superior individual. he made you smarter than anyone you ever encounter.
he loved you in his own way, a dark twisted way.
he was also an evil piece of shit, you still wondered how puffy could grow up with such a menace.
