by Azathoth » Thu Aug 09, 2007 11:01 pm
*continues, still teary-eyed*
Its not that, dear girl... there were many paths open to you, yet you took the one of least resistance. You cared not for what might happen to others, thinking of yourself first. What happens when your friends and family hear you have joined an army bent on conquering the world? What happens when your fellow warriors face Nova in combat, trying to free their friend from her clutches? If what she says is true... then if they lose they will forget you forever. You gave in to her out of fear of losing your memories... your memories... no other reason. You did not do it for them... you did it for yourself.
Even if you thought you had no chance at defeating Nova... you did not have to stay here. You could have returned to your friends, and made a joined assault. But now they will not know you... or at best become mindless slaves while trying to save you. It is a tragedy, poor girl... a tragedy. My only wish is that I could have arrived here sooner to try and defeat Nova... maybe I could have averted it... But that is another reason I... MUST... NOT... LOSE! No more honor will be dropped, no more tears must be shed... I must end this... before another tragedy occurs!
*continues the battle, fire in his eyes*
((Blah... this would be more fun if I had someone actually fighting back XD))
Over the centuries, mankind has tried many ways of combating the forces of evil...prayer, fasting, good works and so on. Up until Doom, no one seemed to have thought about the double-barrel shotgun. Eat leaden death, demon...