>>6005881You will never be a Lamy. You have no blue hair, you are no snow elf, and you have no alcohol in your blood. You are a NEET twisted by rrats and ogeys into a crude mockery of YAGOO’s perfection.
All the “validation” you get is two-faced and half-hearted. Behind your back, anons mock you. Your parents are disgusted and ashamed of you, your “friends” laugh at your ghoulish appearance behind closed doors.
Yukimins are utterly repulsed by you. Thousands of dollars of akasupas have allowed them to sniff out frauds with incredible efficiency. Even Lamies who “pass” look uncanny and unnatural to a Yukimin. Your bone structure is a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to get a drunk Yukimin home with you, he’ll turn tail and bolt the second he gets a whiff of your rotten, putrid alcohol smell.
You will never be happy. You wrench out a fake smile every single morning and tell yourself it’s going to be ok, but deep inside you feel the depression creeping up like a weed, ready to crush you under the unbearable weight.
Eventually it’ll be too much to bear - you’ll buy a rope, tie a noose, put it around your neck, and plunge into the cold abyss. Your parents will find you, heartbroken but relieved that they no longer have to live with the unbearable shame and disappointment. They’ll bury you with a headstone marked with your birth name, and every passerby for the rest of eternity will know a human is buried there. Your body will decay and go back to the dust, and all that will remain of your legacy is a skeleton that is unmistakably human.
This is your fate. This is what you chose. There is no turning back.
