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Prologue Part 2 - Avenging Scientist

Prologue Part 2 - Avenging Scientist

Author's Note - Hi, everyone. This part, now Part 2 of the Prologue was previously released, but quite lacking. Now with Part 1 to complement it, it should make more sense. I plan on revising this part completely within the week (Adding and Expanding on things), so feel free to skip reading this part until the edits come out. As always though, comments and thoughts are always welcome, and do tell me if you see any errors, so I can fix them. Thanks!

As the last person dropped to the floor dead, I finally lowered my arm and stopped. I was covered in blood and could barely stay conscious from all the pain. The battlefield was silent, full of burning equipment and dead corpses. I had annihilated both sides brutally, letting none escape. As I gazed upon the battlefield, I remembered my family, my mother, father, and younger sister, all dead from a bombing raid on the city. Collateral damage, the government called it. I had only survived that day as I was a scientist, and the lab I was working at was built underground. When I had found out that everyone had died, I was in shock, then disbelief. Then I felt rage, anger at those who had committed this atrocity. I swore to avenge my family that day. Using all the materials left in the underground state of the art laboratory, I built myself deadly weapons, as well as performing human experiments on myself to make myself stronger. A painful ordeal that took years off my life, and destroyed much of my body's systems. A shocking sensation brought me back into reality, and I looked at right arm just time to see the gauntlet part of the exoskeleton sizzle, and blow up with a small "poof". My armor was the last thing holding myself up, as most of my muscles had been destroyed from years of experimentation. I dropped my photon sword on the ground. It fell like a rock, blade side pointing up, as it was very, very heavy, loaded with complex technology, and heavy plating. Not a minute after that, the rest of my armor fell apart and I fell, impaled onto my own sword. The last thoughts going through my head at that moment was, "I wish I could have lived my life over, there were many things that I would have wanted to change and redo."

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