Sometimes you wake up and find out that your entire life is a lie. Sucks to be you. While I was supposed to be dead, I wasn't. I lost the life that I used to have. I still have another one. Candyland was gone, and all that was left was an apocalypse. Now, I wasn't educated at all while in my happy, mindless delusion, but I had a vague idea on where the heck I was. I was on what they called Teufort, on the account that it had 2 massive fortresses on each side. How original. It was now an abandoned warzone, littered with semi-existant corpses and blood. Lots and lots of blood. What used to be a blazing battlefield was now a shell to monument all the death and destruction left in its wake. My wake. I found out, in a mind-shattering observation, that it was orchestrated by me. The mumbling, bumbling, deranged pyromaniac who slaughtered the entire enemy team without a drop of mercy or a soul. The horrifying truth was, I didn't even know. What I thought was giving out candy and rainbows, I was brutally burning, chopping, and shooting once-proud mercenaries. I wanted to simply lie down and die. But someone woke me back to what remained sanity.
STAI LEGGENDO
Who Am I? (TF2 Pyro Fanfic)
FanfictionI got bored... so I wrote a draft of a Pyro fanfic I made up. If you're new to TF2, then you probably won't understand this, so I'll explain. In TF2, the Pyro is a mumbling, mentally unstable pyromaniac whom cannot speak due to wearing a gas mask. T...
