“RUN” he cried just a second before his blood dried and sizzled from the heat of the energy sword. That was the last I Saw and heard of Him.
Dying. Screaming. Crying.
But we were but soilders.
Strong. Caring. Powerful.
But we were the weakest.
We have seen more death than anyone. Death. It haunts you, even when you just killed the one who you hate the most. The split-lips emotions are still expressed similarly to humans, they are terrified. Their fear haunts you.
Now I’ve seen literally hundreds humans and aliens die, imagine all their faces haunting you. All at once. I am glad the war ended. After 30 long long years. It’s over.
All the planets of paradise have been destroyed, all that remains are polluted bodies, surviving of the remnants of the few surviving planets. We have to feed 17.5billion people now. I’m not sure if this is worse or better than the war. But helping isn’t what we disturbed souls should be doing. We need help.
We need to run.
got bored. Hoped you enjoyed