Esiphas Roared as he went down, machine gun still barking. Eventually, he collapsed, the polearm clattering to the floor. "D... damn..." He siad, before his vision started to swim and redden. He saw Okalani kneeling over him, attempting to heal him. "Okalani... Its too late for me... Don't worry so much. I had a fun... fun life, of sorts. I came here, met new friends... And i'll happily die with those friends by my side. Do me a favour though, and when... when you've rescued Niaomi... Get her to help the big guy get a new head d. And s...say g...goo....gooodbye... to the big lug for me...." at that, esiphas went limp.
Death was not what Esiphas expected. He didnt even try to imagine it was similar to Glaudio, who was of different beliefs and had alot more kills than he. Esiphas found himself in a circle of thirty ish people. <"We are the ones you slew. You treleased us. We thank you."> Esiphas nodded. He noticed he was healed completely, his body still marred horribly though. He looked at the floor. It was reflective and black, like liquid Jet. His eyes were still blank. <"We want to offer you a choice..."> the spirits began, but Esiphas cut them off with "Pass on, ghosthood, revananthood, oor protection" he said."I have 3 dead friends, i know generally what my options are." the ghosts nodded, then added <''Or you could let a great spirit enter your body. It will aid you."> Esiphas stroked his chin. "Sounds... good." He said. "What happens to me?" <"You return with the spirit. Your in controll, the great spirit can only whisper."> Esiphas nodded. "Then the spirit shall take."
Esiphs, back in the mortal relm, blinked. "Im... Alive..." he heard. He realised it was himself. "Where are tge others?"