Crona

[Everything today was wrong. Waking up outside, wearing new clothes that definitely didn't belong to him, along with a random book that had he had found on his face that fell open as he sat up, and the fact that there was no Ragnarok twisting his nose to wake him up just so everything could be blamed on him. No, instead there was a screaming in his head, and every vein in his body aching. The most Crona could do was curl up in a ball, and put his hands over his ears to maybe mute the yelling...but with no effect.]

No, I'm sorry! I don't know why you can't come out! But please stop, it's hurting me!

[He lets out a pained noise as more yelling commenced inside his head.]

T-this isn't my fault! I don't know what's going on, I just woke up! I'm sorry!

[For a very long time  this conversation with himself goes on, Crona only apologizing, and not having any answers.


Although the argument finally does end, and when it does Crona is finally walking around. Although he has no idea where he's going, he will keep walking as long as Ragnarok tells him...the only time he does stop is when he hears any unnatural. Steps, talking, or the random branch falling. He hides as best as he can just in case it's something or someone threatening...]