{"sf1_id":115845,"sf2_id":"RnodAYq1","title":"Year's end","author":"Kindar","words":537,"posted_at":"2010-01-01T17:56:00.000Z","tags":["Human"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/115845-year-s-end","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/RnodAYq1","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/36/06/3606bcf8-4319-4666-b8a4-5227e7023103","description":"","content":"He stands on the balcony looking over the city.\n\nHe takes a slow drag on his cigarette.\n\n\"It's finally done,\" he says to no one.\n\nHe checks his watch.\n\n\"Just a few more minutes and it will be all over.\"\n\nIf there had been someone else there, and they had asked him why he had done this he would have told them he didn't know.\n\nThat would have been a lie of course. He knew exactly why he'd done it.\n\nHe wanted it to end.\n\nHe wanted to pain to go away.\n\nHe wanted people to stop hurting each other.\n\nHe had tried to reason with them, but that hadn't accomplished anything. No one wanted to listen to reason. They just wanted to keep on hurting each other but they wouldn't accept the blame for it.\n\nIt was always someone, or something, else's fault; the neighbour, the parents, society, the Devil, God.\n\nHe'd even come close to doing what he'd done tonight once before, but he'd been stopped.\n\nHe wasn't stopped by the army, or by one of those do-gooders going around trying to keep the world 'safe'. Oh, they tried to stop him, but they all failed.\n\nIn the end it was a man who stopped him, an ordinary man, a wonderful man, His man.\n\nFor a while that man let him forget how painful and bent of self destruction the world was. For a while, he was happy.\n\nBut they took that man away from him.\n\nThose self righteous do-gooders stole him away.\n\nOh, it was for the man's own protection they said, after all no one should be with such a monster.\n\nAgain he tried to reason with them, and again it was for nothing. They didn't want to hear about how that simple man could keep his anger at bay with a look or a touch. All they were interested in was showing wrong it was.\n\nHe tried to rescue him, he tried to save him, but he failed.\n\nThe fight was such chaos that no one knew how the man actually died, only that he did die.\n\nThe do-gooders were quick to point their fingers at him, after all, if they hadn't been together this would never have happened. Of course it couldn't be their fault, they were the good guys.\n\nHe didn't agree with them. Oh, he realized that he had had a part to play in his death. Unlike them, he had never been one to shy away from blame and his massive intellect showed him exactly how the events lead them here. They also showed him everywhere he could have done something different and avoided this outcome.\n\nBut as he cradled the dead body against him, the reasons why things ended up this way didn't matter. It was too late for them to matter.\n\nHis sanity died with that man.\n\nNone of the do-gooders involved in that fight survived his wrath either.\n\n\\* \\* \\* \\* \\*\n\nHe looks at his watch.\n\nIt's almost midnight.\n\nThere's a loud 'crack' in the distance and a second later the whole city shudders\n\nHe smiles and puts out his cigarette.\n\nThe timing is perfect. As the year ends, so will this world.\n\n  \n  \n\n"}