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Edited by Kruos the Wicked: 11/25/2017 10:42:36 PM
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[b][i][u]Remnants of Past Sins[/u][/i][/b] [i]What is it like to die?[/i] The woman watched from a high bluff the movements of the rippling water. The sky was gray and the world was bleak, and she almost wanted to curl up into a little corner and forget about everything. However, she had a job to do. There wasn't any time for games. All there was was the need for revenge. She killed the man who had walked along the shore with such coldness that she had almost forgotten she had existed. [i]But what is existence? It's definition is beyond that of our own scope...[/i] Now she was walking down an alleyway in the city of Olympus Solis, rain crackling down in a melodic pattern. There were ships above, moving rapidly as they disregarded the life of those that lived outside of their temporary bubble of travel. She looked up at them briefly, keeping her head down, with her white hair being hidden by her black raincoat. If she could just find the operative, the woman would have everything she needed. [i]Actions carry weight. Decisions shape the lives and experiences of everyone. But you forgot that, didn't you? You killed her anyway. The pain... that is all that you are now.[/i] She was standing in the midst of a broken valley of ash and bone and war, with nothing but empty sky above. The sea was dry and the mountains cracked, and the ground was soaked in blood. [i]Do you see what you have done? Do you see the result of your painful existence? DO YOU SEE EVERYTHING YOU HAVE CHOSEN TO INFLICT ON YOUR VERY SOUL!? You deserve to be in hell. Why? Don't you hear their screams? The demons are coming to take you back to whence you came.[/i] Darkness swirled around her, and she was being stalked by living shadow. She could hear it now. The screaming of lost souls and shrieks of demons. Then she saw a shadowy figure step out to her in a fiery blaze. She saw it smile wryly as it approached, reaching out to her. It's black hand was like death itself, and it melted the air as if it was reaching from another reality to find her and take away her soul... ------------------------------------- Caroline woke up terrified. It was early morning, and she was still in the Dojo sick-bay, "recovering" from her wounds after the crash. This place was different than others, almost more... authentic. It was better than what she was a part of before. But that... that shocked her. She needed a distraction. Something to ease her mind. A few minutes later, Caroline had found her way into the VR room. She wasn't currently in her exosuit, as it had earlier been damaged and needed to be repaired. Nonetheless, she sat in there and started to configure a simulation, until she heard someone else approach... [spoiler]Open! I still needs to do the test, so you can't yet directly fight me. Unless you're a tester, then please give me a fight[/spoiler]
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  • "Not quite. Unless you meant that sarcastically, in which case 'most definitely'" Caroline said, her mouth smiling but her icy blue eyes filled with pain. Her skin almost looked snow-like, accompanied by silver-white hair that oddly complemented her appearance. She looked young, in her mid-twenties maybe, yet it was certain that she had seen plenty of things she didn't deserve. Almost like her in a way...

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  • [b]The woman looked at her for a moment before speaking.[/b] "Well, if that look in your eyes is anything to go by, I'd say I was right." [b]She let her arms drape down to her sides and started walking over to Caroline. Her left hand was visible now, and it was missing its ring finger.[/b] "Then again, I've seen people exaggerate how bad something actually is many times before. It's ended up being nothing too far out of the ordinary. Then again, I have no room to talk about 'ordinary'."

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  • "Hm. I suppose. You do look like you've seen more than your fair share of shit. Me... well... I guess I have a lot going on. Regret, anger, all that shit. And, if that wasn't enough, I'm probably being hunted down by now." Caroline said, sighing as she proceeded to look out blankly into the air.

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  • "Regret? What'd you do?"

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  • "You know, I happened to kill people for a living. But some of the things I did were just..." she trailed off

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  • "Unforgivable? Terrible beyond belief? I'd be lying if I said I'd had those feelings pretty much ever... And I've killed countless people. So I can't really help you there. My advice: try not to dwell on it. The past is the past; it can't be changed. I know that probably isn't simple, but I don't know what else to say."

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  • "I guess you're right. But it just seems that my past won't forget about me. You see. The people I was involved with won't stop until they either kill me or get me back. That's sort of why I came here. But when they want something, they will slaughter and destroy literally everything in their path."

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  • "Hey, I had a guy in possession of a small arsenal of weapons and armor that could take a tank shell in the torso chasing after me after I almost killed his nephew. And thus was back when all I had were some Desert Eagles... Oh, and my electrokinesis. Anyways, I basically just hid like a little bitch. Never killed him, but I did get my hands on his nephew later on. That was... interesting. Now, I just dare people to fućk with me. Graphene armor and guns with bullets that'll cut you in half if you get shot by them kinda discourage people. Powerful allies and ridiculous gear get you a long way."

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