originally posted in:The Roleplay League
He was dying
Aquarius had picked a fight with a kell. One of the strongest things he had ever seen. Aquarius was losing. As the kell dangled the piece of scrap metal by the throat, Aquarius gave up.
As he expected die, a spark of light appeared in his hand, it felt good. He could morph it in his hand, he felt a knife was good enough to save him. As he morphed the knife in his hand, it started to spark, but he paid no mind. He thrusted the knife straight into the throat of the kell. The fallen stopped laughing, they hissed, they ran.
"Damn, not even some cool piece of loot? Get back to the tower guardian." Cayde's voice buzzed in his ear. Aquarius could rest easy now.
[spoiler]someone please pick up from here or help branch out.[/spoiler]
English
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The air in the area seemed to shimmer, as shadows began to gather all around the area. "[i]You show incredible power, Guardian. As do your skills. Tell me; what drives you?" [/i] The voice sounded dark and it came from everywhere, but had no source to it.
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Edited by Communist Boy: 11/11/2015 1:57:08 AM"Before I left the tower for my first time, before I fought this beast, I didn't have a driving force, I thought patrolling would be a bit of casual fun. But after I killed this beast, it was the fresh smell of blood, I guess it's a new found list for blood, I hope you like that answer, disembodied voice." He felt nothing when those words came out of his mouth, he felt happy to finally get it off his chest. "Now can I go back to the tower or are you gonna nag me some more?" [spoiler]carry on please[/spoiler]