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*CRASH* A rumble occurs. No one is near-by to see, or hear it, just..Me. I open my eyes, I have fallen. I stand in the crater I have made, I scan the area, I scan for life. I read... ... ...Nothing near-by. The planet I landed on has life though. I turn off my scanner, reverting to my 'normal' vision. I fell from quite a ways. I scan myself, nothing is missing. Weapons, check Mask, In-tact Armor, which is nothing but a jacket, Clean minus the dust from impact. Nothing is broken. I am..fine. I walk from my falling point, walking to the unknown in the darkness "Ah. My double-edged sword, Darkness. How I love you, and hate you." I say aloud.

The Styx, known as the River of Souls in the underworld. Most would stay far, FAR away from it's waters, some, on the other hand, are curious by it. I was one of the curious ones, though the only way TO see the Styx, is to be dead. I didn't WANT to die, so I chose an alternitive route to getting down there. I can not go into full detail as to WHAT it was that killed me, but I can say, the dying part... it wasn't as bad as I thought. To describe what it was like for me, would actullay break my contract, so I shall keep my mouth shut for the time being. Either way, back to why I had to die: The Styx. First, the answer to a question that no one

Your words, can stab my heart, can shoot me in the head, I'll still stand tall You can attack, you can gang, you can beat me down until I bleed, I'll stand above it all. You can strike the friends, you can rally the foes, you can end it all, I'll reign in my kingdom. Try as you will, you shall never win, I have my weapons, you have yours. You skillfully use your words as your weapons, I use nothing but the wind in my breath. 'You think you have me beat, but guess what? I have my masks.' 'You can't beat the faceless. YOU are the weak one for attacking the strong, the skilled, the one that you wish to be.' 'Welcome to my life, you miserable fuc

We stand tall, bruised from the fighting, laughter fill the silent sky, It came from you. As I approached, you struck again, I wince in the pain, as you struck a bruise. I stumble, I fall, I watch, as you laugh. I try to stand, but you stick the bruise again. I fall again, the pain was too far great. I crack a grin, and waltz off to fight again, I slowly recover, just to get shot down once again. I stand, I smirk, I turn, I fall. I refuse to live with this pain. I sat there, lying in the dirt, forever in pain. Pain, the four letter word for weakness leaving the body. It shall come in many forms, one being physical. Most are healed by time. Se

I sat silent, watching the masquerade span through the night. from under the mask, I felt my reality fade. the dance we made, the lives at stake, none matters at my final dance. the smiles forced, the lies made, my soul is spent. the forever you claimed, never lasted. I colapse, life escaped, lost, in the final masquerade.

Do you hear the voices, or do you use them for fame? Hear the cries, listen to the voices, what do you hear? Do you hear crying? Do you hear complaining? Or do you hear silence? Soon that silence, shall become a noise, a noise you will never forget. It will be a scream, or a bang, followed by eternal silence, from a number that you have, on nothing but a website. Keep your ears clean, open your eyes, the small little number, Just grew by one.

 Legion in the Underbase Page 2 As I was closing the door, Liest asked me a question. “What’s the occasion?” I turned to him and said “There was a DRAGON in our meat locker; I think THAT deserves a celebration.” Liest gave me a weird look and said “I thought you LIKED dragons.” I looked at the floor of the elevator and said “Of course I do, but in some cases…” I stopped talking and watched the elevator doors open. I smiled and said “Sacrifices have to be made.” I waited for my team to exit the elevator before I stepped out. Golot turned to me and said “Where AR