Looking at Planet Fusion, I used to feel intense hatred and the need to kill... Now I look at it and the world of Fusionfall where it was left... The world was in shambles ready to fall apart after 5 years of constant Fusion Matter production on it, then I look at fuse, and I feel for him, Eating planets to survive... And I drop the sword so to speak when I look at the mess caused... I have slain fuse by the sword.... And now I feel a sort of mourning as I will never be able to kill what I've killed for so long. I look at myself with time to think now and for 5 years I slaughtered mindless spawns of Fuse. Now I look down at myself and see a savage. I am now no better than fuse, slaughtering as a form of relief... A need now. I clear up peach creek commons one last time and wipe the blade... Say my goodbyes... And go to bravo beach... home looking into my pool... taking one last look at my beloved sand castle sigh and die.

Righty than a bit hardcore no?

Yeah sometimes you win the war only to lose yourself...

it's stuff like this that makes me happy i never focused on the missions, but i'm sad because since i focused on the social aspect, most of those people i'll never see again, but the people make the place right? At least i can always meet people  ... it will just be different.

Really, i never actually ever killed fuse... heh...  i only ever got to level 16 unless people leveled for me... lol

*cries forever*

Might make this into an acutal...........something one day.