December 27, 2880 AD
Taiwan, Arzenal
“So… this is where it ends.”
James Carter sat on his cell bed with his feet tucked in as he spoke to himself. Just when he thought he could get away with his crimes they come crawling right back towards him. They just had to put a bounty on him for leaving the gang, he didn’t even stand a chance against those Lynxs considering he had no Mobile Weapon of his own to fend them off. She never truly liked him at all, she was just leeching off what was left of him, BAHRAM took the rest. Now he just lies here, an empty useless husk sitting in the proverbial trash can of human society. He would sigh as he lied down on his bed. At this point he’d welcome death, it was better than this for sure.
He soon closed his eyes and heard a loud splash outside. He really payed it no mind as people outside his cell began to panic slightly. But he didn’t mind it at all, he had nothing left to lose after all. But then there was silence, and even more silence. Clearly this was going nowhere.
”What even happened back there?”
He soon got up from bed and went close to the door and looked outside his cell, the light from outside better showing the dragon tattoo place on his forearm. Currently he was only wearing a tank top, and usually on top would be a coat of some sort but right now he preferred to rest with a little less heavy clothing on.
”Hey, Warden? Anyone there?”
Taiwan, Arzenal
“So… this is where it ends.”
James Carter sat on his cell bed with his feet tucked in as he spoke to himself. Just when he thought he could get away with his crimes they come crawling right back towards him. They just had to put a bounty on him for leaving the gang, he didn’t even stand a chance against those Lynxs considering he had no Mobile Weapon of his own to fend them off. She never truly liked him at all, she was just leeching off what was left of him, BAHRAM took the rest. Now he just lies here, an empty useless husk sitting in the proverbial trash can of human society. He would sigh as he lied down on his bed. At this point he’d welcome death, it was better than this for sure.
He soon closed his eyes and heard a loud splash outside. He really payed it no mind as people outside his cell began to panic slightly. But he didn’t mind it at all, he had nothing left to lose after all. But then there was silence, and even more silence. Clearly this was going nowhere.
”What even happened back there?”
He soon got up from bed and went close to the door and looked outside his cell, the light from outside better showing the dragon tattoo place on his forearm. Currently he was only wearing a tank top, and usually on top would be a coat of some sort but right now he preferred to rest with a little less heavy clothing on.
”Hey, Warden? Anyone there?”
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