Post by Neo-Devil on Nov 10, 2017 19:08:47 GMT -5
Quin
Quin stood on a grassy plane, staring out into the distance, he felt...peace, yet at the same time a weariness, a feeling in the back of his mind telling him that his duty is not yet done. He narrowed his eyes, wondering why he, an undead who supposedly never could enter the afterlife, came here but yet, he supposed he should feel relieved, yet at the same time he felt the need to keep his willpower up, as if...the Darksign never left him. But that should not be possible, right? He's in the afterlife, the Darksign shouldn't act up here. He took off his helmet and looked at his face on his helmet's reflection, brown hair, green eyes.
He supposed that perhaps he shouldn't have charged straight ahead, but he yet he did. He let out a low chuckle, he supposes that he must have thought that his damned undead curse would come in handy in helping other survive...he wanted Adara to live because she doesn't have the curse and thus has much to live for...unlike him. Those final 2 words struck him like a hammer as he looked at the blue sky of heaven, what did he have to live for in the first place, he supposes that it must have been him trying to seek some unknown destiny, but at the same time...the people without the curse, they had to be protected from monsters who would take their lives.
War...yes yes, that was what he was in, a war. He sat down with a sigh and got in cross-legged sitting position. He could feel her energy behind him, Adara...yes, he curled his hand into a fist as he thought more about it, he should have tried to live more! He could've saved her! He shook in anger about his failure to save a life, even though that very person he was thinking about was right in front of him, he could at least feel relief that he had yet to see Skylar. But...."Adara, I hath failed thee." he stated sounding somber about his failure. He turned his head towards her, as a thought entered his head. "how did thou die?" he asked, perhaps if he finds out who killed her, maybe...maybe he can prevent whoever killed her from killing anyone else when the Darksign kicks in again.
He supposed that perhaps he shouldn't have charged straight ahead, but he yet he did. He let out a low chuckle, he supposes that he must have thought that his damned undead curse would come in handy in helping other survive...he wanted Adara to live because she doesn't have the curse and thus has much to live for...unlike him. Those final 2 words struck him like a hammer as he looked at the blue sky of heaven, what did he have to live for in the first place, he supposes that it must have been him trying to seek some unknown destiny, but at the same time...the people without the curse, they had to be protected from monsters who would take their lives.
War...yes yes, that was what he was in, a war. He sat down with a sigh and got in cross-legged sitting position. He could feel her energy behind him, Adara...yes, he curled his hand into a fist as he thought more about it, he should have tried to live more! He could've saved her! He shook in anger about his failure to save a life, even though that very person he was thinking about was right in front of him, he could at least feel relief that he had yet to see Skylar. But...."Adara, I hath failed thee." he stated sounding somber about his failure. He turned his head towards her, as a thought entered his head. "how did thou die?" he asked, perhaps if he finds out who killed her, maybe...maybe he can prevent whoever killed her from killing anyone else when the Darksign kicks in again.
