The awakening

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The Depraved appear in the distance — hundreds of them, scuttling, jumping and crawling their way through the pouring rain. A sea of evil, surging towards me.

It had all ended so fast. I look down at my twisted, broken body and a bitter laugh escapes my lips.

Some hero I turned out to be.

I was meant to protect the world; I couldn’t even protect her. My eyes well up as it dawns on me that I’ll never hold her again, never smell her sweet hair.

I can taste blood in my mouth. I try to spit it out, but have no energy left. It just dribbles pathetically down my chin. More comes up to take its place. Not a good sign. I know I should get up, should fight to my last breath. I’m just so worn out, and without her, what’s the point anyway?

The stench of smoke and scorched metal fills my nostrils. An intense throbbing in my side draws my attention. I discover with a flash of nausea that a scaffolding pole has speared through my ribs, pinning me to the ground. I’m not healing anymore; I can’t even summon the will to try.

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