Dec 14, 2008 16:24
I mean, I thought I was prepared for it... I went in with guns blazing as usual, ready to sacrifice myself for what little good was left in the world. But I didn't think that would be it - the finale. I didn't really think that this time, there would be no coming back.
But it was the end. I was only 17 and coming up with everything to offer: a world to explore, full of people to meet and save... Or kill. Mostly I was moved to compassion for my fellow men, though they were far removed from the people I left behind in the vault. I had long ago realized that the enjoyment I got out of the mundane was just that: mundane and insignificant and petty. I began to believe that there was so much more to it, it was bigger than my next trade or my next mission. It was bigger than me, bigger than dad.
I suppose I should be happy with the way it turned out. I followed in father's footsteps. Being the great man that he was, I have no regrets about that. To fall as a hero in the same venue and manner as he had, well, I couldn't have asked for more. We saved the world.
And so the light grew brighter as the radiation overcame me, the end now inescapable, irreversible. And I thought, "At least... I had the foresight to take off that stupid hat..."
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From the posthumous holotape of the legendary Nexx Inara.
roleplaying,
games: fallout 3