Weakness

Endra found himself laughing, looking at Evin's shocked face. But he couldn't blame the boy.

"Is this some kind of twisted joke?" Evin finally asked.

"Unfortunately for you, no." Endra couldn't wipe the grin off his face. "I'm just shamelessly pushing the responsibility of killing me to you."

Endra himself didn't know how serious he was being. He felt so terribly aloof. He felt so done with everything, thoughts such as 'It would be nice if Evin ends up killing me,' were floating around in his head.

Evin seemed to notice his thoughts. The boy calmed down slightly and spoke. "You can still stay with me. In my head."

Endra did not need to think about the offer.

"I'm done living that life," he shook his head. "There's only so much I can tolerate in life."