Originally Posted by
RayCaptain
(my bad for the late post)
Jericho smiled. He was broken and not only on the outside either. It felt like his will power was just about up. He thought it was sad that he'd never be there to save the day for anyone or be able to look at someone and hear a thank you. Inside his own mind, Jericho ripped the gun away from the guard and put it to his head. The bullet would've been his savior and ended it all.
Roivas sat down against the wall and chuckled softly, "I'd love nothing more..." He felt so much remorse for his past, "Then to be your enemy. However, that's not going to ever happen. I was never destined to do anything but destroy. So yeah, you win Orochi," There was silence until Jericho gave another sigh of pain and touched his wound.
The bleeding was not slowing from the wounds on Jericho's body. Soon he'd black out if something didn't stop it. It'd probably be best if that did happen but something told him that death wouldn't be kind today. Oh well, the worst was over now.
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