As Wrallian walked out onto the ship's external combat platform, he took a long look back. Everything he had done, up to this point, was all for himself. The fighting, the planning, letting the government capture his allies -no- his friends, only to break them out later and gain their trust. All of it. This time, however, he would gain nothing from this. If anything, he'd simply lose his life in the process. He straightened his gaze back to the black hole, readying his strength. He dropped his hammer down onto the ship, the immense weight of it denting the hull, and jumped. Those few seconds of his life were the longest he'd ever experienced before. As he fell in, he focused, and felt the incredibly dense stellar object close in around him. In an instant, he was gone.

Taken from Royal Road, this narrative should be reported if found on Amazon.