Good Morning #125
125, this is dedicated to you, Xavier (Because that’s his username number) It occur to me recently that the only proof of your existence now is in my memories, and I’m worried sooner or later that those will fade away, having you completely vanish out of my life. So I’m writing this story in order to preverse what’s left of you.
Like the last one, he was important and deserves a story
The beginning started off a bit blurry, I think I first met him around early to mid ‘21 when he was recruited to our little project gang, we were creating a Mario Fan Game and he was qualified to join. He’d be giving out ideas, sketches, just chilling out like most of us did. He did have an identity outside of the group, a quiet boy, the run of the mill good artist, he had a really cool OC tho, being a teenage cyborg. So good I still remember the full design.
He never offended anyone and got along with even the most petulant of people. I was one of the firsts and whenever the boy is down, he’d look up to me, “seeking wisdom” he says.
He wasn’t involved in a lot of things in the first few years, but it was during his final years did he started to shine a lot when he became friends with this well beloved man among the community (he’ll probably get his own story one day) for identity sakes, let’s call him dullard.
Dullard to put short was a doomsayer, essentially an anti-version of the average user from where I was. He was a pessimistic arrogant man that always be putting everyone around him down for the sake of his entertainment, with his catchphrase being “kys”, a gamble wether he meant it or not. For some reason, he was heavenly praised, like genuinely up there as one of the most popular users (the fact I was able to befriend him and become of his favorites is beyond me) anyway despite all the damage he caused, he did have a lot to go for, most notably his imagination
Every original drawing he made he also adds an epitome in his description, highly detailed facts of what his creations are, they’re purposes and contributions to his world, his universe. That’s where Xavier comes into play and was the one that added more depth to Dullard’s already thought out world, adding his own lore ideas that mesh well with his creations. And they were positively received, gaining tons of traction in the comments as the way Xavier wrote were engaging, he would write backstories for everything Dullard makes, even as simple as a crab cake that somehow holds ancient power.
I liked how the boy started to become, from a plain kind fellow, turned to a sweet artistic bold user, speaking from his mind, wandering through many parts of the world, like a free bird (foreshadowing)
But of course great legends eventually disappear, including Xavier
Final months, he quickly become isolated from us, as if he’s experiencing some crisis. The last conversation I remember having with him was if he wanted to know how to let go of his own grief and become “free”
I don’t know exactly what he meant, but I didn’t wanna let him down, especially in the state he’s in, so I tried giving him the best response I could.
“You’re a good kid, you’ll overcome anything. The past is what makes you who are you today. You may suffer now, but you’ll rise like the true person you are.”
“I feel trapped, Ǫ̶̛̗̖̼̥̯̞͍́̊̐͊̈͘͜͠r̴̡͙͔͚̙͎͍̿b̷͚͉̭̜̞̝͛̄ȁ̸̳̬͈͍̖̖̇̅̋͂̀͋̚̚- I can’t escape.”
“Everyone is technically, but it’s only mental allusions, you can do this dude, we’re here.”
“Always”
“Thank you wise elder”
“YES I STILL HAVE IT- I mean *ahem* thank you my friend”
And that was it for our friendship. May of last year, he made a long ass post, expressing his desires for being “free” and finally achieving his dream of cutting off the pain he has, “I am finally free” “I get to be free at last” the way he said made me uncomfortable, what does he mean by that? You wanna leave us behind for some spiritual adventure? Or does being free slang for committing suicide-? I needed clarification, we all did when we saw the announcement, but that’s all he said before his account got deleted, fully. At least with 58 their past posts were archived in the system, that’s how I was able to find the old convos, but Xavier . . . The only person where everything about him was gone, his art, posts, comments, entire identity, vanished from the palm of my hand, like a unique snowflake blew away from the wind, impossible to find its existence again. Will always remember the time we spent, you being innocent while I pretended to be the same just to make you feel safe. The causal greetings, lore about you, something we’ll never do anymore, if he’s even around. They eventually all said their farewells, but I can’t help but wonder if he really end it all, and he’s been hiding this the whole time, did anything matter then?
After Him, the whole downfall
I strongly believed he might’ve saw the future of what most of us were gonna become, corrupted. The year he left was the same year more and more drama started occurring, no one felt safe, and the most loved ones turned out to be monsters, all in a span of days, maybe that’s what caused Xavier to have him be weary of his surroundings, I mean he was friends with Dullard, his influence probably messed with his mindset for all I know. The site we were in was a way to escape and enjoy being happy, now it’s just another reminder of reality, all thanks to people like Dullard, affecting the pures like Xavier. Many more of the simple folks deleted their accounts after him, close friends, old friends, the cool ones, the ones who wanted nothing to do with us anymore, slowly continuing crumbling the already fragile community. Fire spreads, it only stops when everything is gone, I sense it’s still burning to the remaining ones left. Xavier saw the upcoming demise, he became free to escape, escaped everything.
Goodbye, enjoy being free in the stars, or free in the ocean, or free in the wind. You were a good kid
Jelly filled donut
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Wtf is that?
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* whoopsie poopsie 
