Gollum Crying Novels & Stories

"Why not?" “Because…because…” "Because what?" Olivia asked impatiently. I did not have a single idea of what to say. She stared at me with her green eyes for a moment before shaking her head. "This is stupid," she declared angrily. I'm killing it." "Solum…thirsty." The Goblingoblin whispered. It looked up at us sadly before returning to its feet. "Solum thirsty…solum needs water." "You will be drowning in your own blood soon enough." Olivia spat. Her words made the little creature shudder, and I felt them in my soul.

His skin was grey, covered in a thick layer of dust and dried gore. But his eyes... they were open. And they were glowing a fierce, predatory gold. He was using his bare teeth to gnaw on a piece of obsidian, trying to widen the gap. When he saw me, he froze. The golden light in his eyes flickered, and for a second, the man returned. The "God of War" looked at me through the crack in the rocks, and a single, crystalline tear tracked through the dust on his cheek. "Elara," he croaked, the sound like two stones grinding together.

“P-Paimon... l-let... go...” He finally released me. I crumpled to the floor, coughing and gasping. When I looked up—he was crying. Paimon. Crying. I stood slowly. “Hey... Paimon? Why are you crying?” He dug his nails into his scalp, looking absolutely miserable. “You don’t know?” “No... What is it?” With a roar, he grabbed both his horns—and snapped them off with his bare hands. “Fuck you, Alice! Fuck you!”

That crystal was picked up by the man in white with his sword. Meanwhile, the golem rapidly disintegrated and soon broke into a pile of rocks after losing the crystal’s support. As the golem was eliminated by the man in white, a rumbling sound could be heard in their surroundings. The seemingly alive rocks began to roll down the mountain. Dense cracks started to form on the surface of some of the rocks. A few moments later, this terrifying rock formation turned into a dead formation.