Echoes
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Flowers.
A beautiful tree against a darkened sky. It's strangely peaceful. Except my hands are not supposed to be made of metal.
This isn't right.
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War.
There's a town in the distance. It seems familiar. Home? It's burning. The village is dying. I have to go help… but my body doesn't want to move.
This isn't real.
An armored warrior approaches me. My body can't move, despite my struggles. I'm tied down. Everything in me screams to run, to escape.
WAKE UP!
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Fear.
The warrior's—old man's?—glowing orange eyes seem to laugh.
"Memory extraction can be a painful business, my boy."
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Pain.
Something digs into my arm; a sharp needle sends pain through my entire body. I scream, consciousness slipping.
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Power.
It's as if everything clicks into place, everything simply becomes... right. The man screams something, but now my arms are free, flaming with power, energy, destruction. I have to let it out. So I do.
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Darkness.
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Peace.
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A/N: So, here I'll keep this short. Sorry it's been basically a year since I posted. Things happened, all cool now.
This is an apology for not having bigger things done. Based on the PROJECT: OVERDRIVE cinematic. It's all written, so keep tuned for the next few weeks to read more. I'll wait until the end for any other notes.
Thanks for reading, friends. I'll see you at the end!
