Eternal
This is his last request, what could it hurt to reassure him on his deathbed? It’s not like he’s going to know after he dies.
“Okay, Edgar. I’ll take it, but I’m still skeptical that I’ll do as good a job as you.” You say to Edgar who manages to smile.
“Thank you, but as I have said, you will find that you will have more support than you think. Now then, let us talk, I wish to know what you’ve been up to. So many years have passed and my own time is short.”
You oblige Edgar and try to tell him as much as you can about what you’ve been doing since you first left the Empire. He seems to enjoy your tales while interjecting a few of his own, but he mostly just listens as the hours pass his life tether to this world begins to slip away. Finally he has stopped listening completely and died. You sit in silence for a moment to say goodbye to your former comrade in arms…no, a brother.
You are about to leave and that’s when Rissok comes barging in with a couple of guards and Eva.
“Is he dead yet?” Rissok asks.
“Yes, and show some fucking respect.” You say.
“Respect? I have been serving the Prime with distinction for years! What have you done, except turn your back on the eternal name! You’re no better than that traitor Warrick! Worse, you think to come here to steal the throne, well not on my watch!”
At this point Rissok pulls out a flintlock pistol and points it at you.
“Steal the throne? Hah! I wouldn’t want to run this asylum even if I was begged to, which I was.”
“I knew it! I knew the Prime wanted to see you for such a reason!”
“Yeah, and I said I wasn’t interested, so you can just calm the hell down…”
“Rissok stop it! Is your lust for power so overwhelming that you can’t even contain yourself even in the presence of my dead loved one’s body?” Eva shouts tearfully.
“Shaddup, ya human harlot!” Rissok says and smacks Eva in the face with the flintlock, dropping her to the floor. You take this opportunity to rush at Rissok, but unfortunately you aren’t as fast as you used to be. Rissok manages to step backward just in time to shoot you in the chest. You fall to the ground mortally wounded.
“And so ends the first generation. You had your time in the sun, now it is time for the seconds to take over where you failed. Guard, finish this relic off.”
“Nah, we’re not following you either.” A guard says and raises his own musket to Rissok and blows his head off. Rissok’s body collapses on to the floor next to you, blood, skull and brains leaking all over the place.
Staring at Rissok’s headless body, you chuckle in between your dying gasps before finally passing from this world.
“Okay, Edgar. I’ll take it, but I’m still skeptical that I’ll do as good a job as you.” You say to Edgar who manages to smile.
“Thank you, but as I have said, you will find that you will have more support than you think. Now then, let us talk, I wish to know what you’ve been up to. So many years have passed and my own time is short.”
You oblige Edgar and try to tell him as much as you can about what you’ve been doing since you first left the Empire. He seems to enjoy your tales while interjecting a few of his own, but he mostly just listens as the hours pass his life tether to this world begins to slip away. Finally he has stopped listening completely and died. You sit in silence for a moment to say goodbye to your former comrade in arms…no, a brother.
You are about to leave and that’s when Rissok comes barging in with a couple of guards and Eva.
“Is he dead yet?” Rissok asks.
“Yes, and show some fucking respect.” You say.
“Respect? I have been serving the Prime with distinction for years! What have you done, except turn your back on the eternal name! You’re no better than that traitor Warrick! Worse, you think to come here to steal the throne, well not on my watch!”
At this point Rissok pulls out a flintlock pistol and points it at you.
“Steal the throne? Hah! I wouldn’t want to run this asylum even if I was begged to, which I was.”
“I knew it! I knew the Prime wanted to see you for such a reason!”
“Yeah, and I said I wasn’t interested, so you can just calm the hell down…”
“Rissok stop it! Is your lust for power so overwhelming that you can’t even contain yourself even in the presence of my dead loved one’s body?” Eva shouts tearfully.
“Shaddup, ya human harlot!” Rissok says and smacks Eva in the face with the flintlock, dropping her to the floor. You take this opportunity to rush at Rissok, but unfortunately you aren’t as fast as you used to be. Rissok manages to step backward just in time to shoot you in the chest. You fall to the ground mortally wounded.
“And so ends the first generation. You had your time in the sun, now it is time for the seconds to take over where you failed. Guard, finish this relic off.”
“Nah, we’re not following you either.” A guard says and raises his own musket to Rissok and blows his head off. Rissok’s body collapses on to the floor next to you, blood, skull and brains leaking all over the place.
Staring at Rissok’s headless body, you chuckle in between your dying gasps before finally passing from this world.
