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Conkers Bad Fur Day Ending

the very sad ending to conker's bad fur day...


its great to be king of nothing...

This creepypasta is based off Conker's Worst Fur Day and the deleted ending to Conker's Bad Fur Day.

Well, here we are at the end of my story. Yes... the end... I should be happy. I'm the king of all the land, I'm rich, hell, I can get anything I want! Yet here I sit, surrounded by the people I loathe the most out of everyone in this entire world. I've fought dozens of morons, suffered countless near-death experiences. I've watched as hundreds of people have died in front of me. I watched my girlfriend, the one person I loved, the one person who made me happy, be shot to death as I stood there like a dumbass, not realizing until it was too late what had just happened.

I fucked up. I had the chance to bring her back to life. I could have asked for anything in the world, yet I asked for help defeating the monster known as Heinrich. I asked for a shitty background change. The one thing that hadn't crossed my mind until it was too late was to bring Berri back to life. I've watched so many people die, yet I haven't cried once. I didn't even cry for Berri. It feels as if I didn't give a shit about anyone's death. Maybe I didn't, or maybe I'm still in shock. All I know is my girlfriend was murdered… and I haven't shed a tear for her. What kind of monster does that make me?

Looks like I'm at the bar again.

A sad crack of a smile played at the sides of my lips. I sure do look terrible. Not that that really matters at that moment. Staring off at my reflection, the last thing I expected to hear come out of my mouth was a sob-like whimper. Tremors shook my body as if an earthquake was occurring. I closed my eyes tightly and awaited the tears...

...the tears that never came.

I had to be crying. If not on the outside, I must be on the inside. It sure felt like I was crying, yet as I felt the fur around my eyes, it was perfectly dry. I'm sure that's the feeling that's tearing me up from the inside out. Yes, I'm sure that's why I feel so angry…

A hand rises to my head.

Berri, all I want to do is be with you again. Is that too much to ask? I never asked for any of this to happen. Today is definitely the worst day of my life…

A slight movement of the index finger.

I miss you.

A gunshot.

To think, this all began simply because I was drunk, and took the wrong route home. I put myself and you into trouble I could have never imagined today. I fought to save people I don't even like. I nearly got myself killed on several occasions. I ended a war, but at the same time, watched as nearly every soldier was picked off like a fly. I spent the last moments of your life with you, robbing a bank. It was a trap… I watched as bullets pierced your skin, only realizing moments afterwards that I was holding you as you took your last breath. I missed the chance to bring you back. I defeated the monster, but for what purpose? I said I didn't want to be king, yet here I am, stuck with the job, destined to be miserable for today onward, no matter how brief it may be.

And to think this all started with a bad fur day.

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