The Final Epic Story of Meap

It all started long, long ago. A various amount of fictional characters joined together under an odd influence where they were written out across a bland story created a young kid. Now, time has passed and this matured, much more selfaware one has left this tale behind and moved on, with a handful of the characters no longer being in the radius of this guy's interests. These characters, with the collection of them being altered by many, joined together various times under the writing of various others over time, but tonight they shall team up one final time.

Meap scurried across the rain. So much time had passed since his original endeavors. The majority of his original crew had forcefully left his side. Meap watched, as his friends lived on and achieved all they had wanted. They did what they loved to do, and were successful in it. Meap assured himself that he too was doing just that, though deep down he acknowledged he had much different ambitions then the ones he was carrying out. He just kept watching and looking down at himself until he felt like he was starting to shrink. Despite being good at what he did, he wanted to do so much more, and nothing could make that feeling away. Too much was holding him back in life, and he couldn't do anything about it. He noticed jealousy slowly starting to grow inside of him, and it was starting to take him over. Meap thought over things for a long period of time, and realized the only way to solve things was to quietly step out. Everyone around him, all his various groups of loved ones and friends, that he was almost ready to call family at this point, were all advancing so well. "I'm not behind," Meap finally thought. He kept at it. "But I can't help but feel I'm in a different, notably lower league," he thought on.

Meap prepared to leave. He set up a few puzzling signs of farewell to his friends, and departed that night, in an abrupt yet subtle way.