Kane felt somewhat accomplished. In spite of everything, he'd achieved so much more these past few days. Though it would lead to his eventual death, that was coming soon anyway wasn't it? He banged his arm against the wall, struggling to keep his vision straight now. He was willing a portal to come out of thin air but it was no use. Damn, he wanted to at least die in his own time.
He fell to the floor like he had so many times before. The room was spinning around him. His airways were tightening and his pulse was racing. He felt the sweat pour over him as he collapsed on the floor, the breath leaving his body for the last time.
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Back here again. Fate's a bitch isn't it? Death in this time was not what you wanted. How will they know the bones belong to you when they dig them up? They'd never believe it. Still, you'd died the way you lived, choking on poison.
In way if there was any way to go at all, this was it. You'd lived a little longer, but was it worth anything at all? Maybe. Who could say? Brought back just to fall back down again. You hoped they were keeping your seat warm in hell.
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I can undo all that has been done..."
Been there done that. Undoing is for suckers. You had two lives and the first one was much more exciting. You got to smash shit up though, that was at least something. Maybe there really was no point to anything? Maybe going out how you lived was the best you could hope for.
You're back on stage again. They asked for an encore, who were you to refuse? But you're burnt out now. You don't know if you could handle another gig. Maybe, but you were gonna hit the bar. You'd been sober far too long and this miserable stone maze was making it worse.
The final feeling is a little strange. It's euphoric. You can no longer feel anything. This is a more familiar sensation right here. You wish you'd had a chance to kill somebody. You wish a lot of things.
But wishing is a waste of time. And hope is as much of a bitch as fate. Neither of them came through for you in the end did they? You're dying with the one entity you could always count on. You.
As everything drifts away for the final time, you can hear them screaming. They want a second encore. But you're tired. What's done is done. Time to go back home.
You have been killed. This is a sad event that no player wants, but it's part and parcel of the game. It may not be the end though as there are revives from death in this game.
Please ensure you still follow the game rules. You may post in your journal but do not attempt to contact any players outside of the game.
