Disclaimer:
I do not own any of the characters that are in the game. Only my own.
There was screaming all around me.
The war has been going on for 7 years. When it started, we all thought that this war wouldn't continue until Christmas came along. But that date came and went in the blink of an eye.
Everyone was running away.
That turned into 7 long years of chaos and pain for everyone. My brothers and I were drafted during the second year of the fighting. They were killed, I was not.
People prepared for this moment since we learned they had them.
I was injured in the same explosion that my brothers were killed. They had shielded me from the blast leaving me with shrapnel all over my body, leaving me without the use of the left side of my body.
But they could never be prepared for this.
I was wheelchair bound for the rest of my life.
I sat and watched as bright flashes lit the horizon, each one getting closer to my position.
Since that day I have been … not pleasant to be around to say the least. Perhaps it was a symptom of PTSD or maybe I was just fucked in the head.
The first thing I noticed was the mushroom cloud. Terrifyingly reminiscent of a nuclear weapon. It was truly a sight to behold.
Today my remaining family has tried everything that they could think of to try to get me out of this constant depressed state I was in.
Today was supposed to be a fun day. It was supposed to be a happy day.
That's when I noticed the streaks above our heads. The smoke trails that are emitted from jets or … missiles.
The last thing that I will experience… Ha…HaHa... HAHAHAHAHA.
There was only one thing that came out of my mouth right before the heat of the missiles hit me, "Fuckin' hell."
Searing pain for a moment. Then there was nothing.
Far into the future, in the days beyond humanity. The spirit tree lays in wait, constantly defending his land from the decay. His leaves ruffling in the strong storm that has been brewing.
A strong jab at the defenses at the edges of his light drew his attention away from his body, and just as this happened two leaves broke off of his branches.
After a while of drifting those leaves eventually landed. One in a clearing, not to far from the tree's body, and another flew into the arms of a creature of darkness.