Mega Man Fan Fiction ❯ Death, A Mega Man ZX Fanfiction ❯ Prologue ( Prologue )

The first time I met the man Hunters call Death, Prometheus, I was greeted with mercy. Our second meeting brought wrath; there was never a third. I stare into the cold, red eyes of Death, deciphering pain, guilt, fear, regret; the list continues, muddled in a vortex of hate. I know my moments are few, my final visions of my life; precious. Everything I hold dear is stripped from me as I trickle into my final darkness. My wish is that I could have saved them. Now, drowning in my own bodily fluids I can do little to carry that out, only God's mercy can save them from that demon… no, not a demon. Death, no, Prometheus is not a demon. He's only doing what anyone would in his place, fighting for one's survival is the only common thread among everything that breathes life. If only they could fight for their own lives… Shit. I can't die now… They're depending on… me… to protect them from… evverrr… evveryythhhh… i… iiiinng… gahh…

 

 

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