Oh, this shit is right up my street... [spoiler]It wasnt supposed to end this way. The called my guardian Malice Unchained, because his hatred for the Darkness was unmatched and unbound. He was not the most skilled of guardians, certainly, but fiercely tenacious and unceasing in his fight against the dark creatures that threaten the galaxy. He stood with many allies, and he stood alone. He wielded a multitude of weapons, as all good guardians did. He put the City before hinself, thinking only of protecting all he knew. And now, just like that, he is gone. My guardian, the one i searched for two hundred years to find, lost to the clutches of Oryx's minions in the bowels of the dreadnaught. I am not far from where he fell. Fleeing is useless. Carrying on, an equal folly. It wasn't supposed to end this way. It wasn't- [/spoiler]