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Sometimes, I miss Hell.
Quor'Toth was an awful place to grow up, I know that now, but having a daily routine of wake, hunt, fight to stay alive - made me feel alive. To be The Destroyer, someone with purpose.
Or maybe L.A. - back when the Hell Dimension took it over. I had purpose. My team and I scouring the streets for survivors, running the safe house. Fighting to protect, for change, there was something about that which made every night easier to wake up to.
I admit it, I screwed up - got myself killed. I know I owe it to my Dad for being someone The Powers That Be seem to give a damn about to be even ALIVE today.... I haven't found any of my team. Nobody. Was I brought back just so I could be a lone survivor?
This sucks. I don't even have anyone to take vengeance on - they were blown up with the rest of it.
Why am I even thinking about this? It's been months - maybe by writing it down it'll help eradicate this useless feeling. It's not as bad as it was when.....
...but it's damn close.
Quor'Toth was an awful place to grow up, I know that now, but having a daily routine of wake, hunt, fight to stay alive - made me feel alive. To be The Destroyer, someone with purpose.
Or maybe L.A. - back when the Hell Dimension took it over. I had purpose. My team and I scouring the streets for survivors, running the safe house. Fighting to protect, for change, there was something about that which made every night easier to wake up to.
I admit it, I screwed up - got myself killed. I know I owe it to my Dad for being someone The Powers That Be seem to give a damn about to be even ALIVE today.... I haven't found any of my team. Nobody. Was I brought back just so I could be a lone survivor?
This sucks. I don't even have anyone to take vengeance on - they were blown up with the rest of it.
Why am I even thinking about this? It's been months - maybe by writing it down it'll help eradicate this useless feeling. It's not as bad as it was when.....
...but it's damn close.