Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20170510201147/@comment-8397818-20171031170904

Ceras could not believe his luck, or maybe he could. He stood upon the edge to oblivion countless times. Just one more story to tell when he will find his place in this grim reality.

Once the electric-energy has left his body, he stood up and began marching. He thought about Karliel. Wondering if he killed Soin. And even if he did, then he would probably not survive the many gun-wounds that the Skitarii left on him.

"They are now with their false god, must be still fighting for his amusment." - Ceras thought.

He felt pity for Karliel. He was a fearless warrior, yet he could not savr himself from the blood-curse that had taken over his mind and body. Now he was free.

He kept going, not knowing what he will find at the end of the tunnel. He could only hope that he will find a spacecraft that will take him to a much more peacful world.