Impactions of Risk 2: The Rising One

The Thoughts.

The Memories.

I have memories of stuff I never did.

But I will push on

What is happening right now, my mind began racing, my thought's where cluttered and my face was turning pale, what did I do, What curse have I brung upon this cursed world, I sweared to myself, but it didn't bring any conclusion.

All it brought was PAIN and Guilt

The being with the white eyes floated near me, and I stood up to face, as it wouldn't do anything it was worth a shot, and even if I did die, there where other players who could face the being, and if they couldn't do it, then someone had to.

 What is your life worth to a Trident and a Stick?

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