2 weeks ago I returned from a war. It was bad like nothing I ever seen before some people called me a war hero, others just wanted me dead for what I did to war. You see I changed war I created a safer way for it to happen. The idea came from when I spent hours on hours fantasizing about being in a different Era and fighting, fist to fist one one one, but sadly I was born in the 21st century and in this Era wars are fought with these things called guns, and the only proper discription of them is to call them death machines because there only purpose is to kill, nothing else. So when I was fighting in the 3d earth war I came up with this idea that just because they have bullets dies not mean that I could not find something to render them usless in battle. That's when I came up with the juggernaut armour and boy was it something it was 2000 pounds of pure steel condensed into a full suit of armour and when I first dawned the armour I was pinned down with zero help coming in, I was surrounded by 300 men and women. I killed them all every last one 1 man vs 300 armed soldiers it was never done before in the history of mankind. And because of my acomplisments the army promoted me to the rank of Sargent they also game me the nickname bloody nightmare because when ever I fought people they would always say the same thing afterwards " bloody nightmare I'm so glad he's on our side". And things went well for a while the war ended I was given a peace prize because I rendered guns useless and then I met her she is.........no sorry was the most amazing person I met in my life she was so kind so caring and understanding she was perfect in every way possible. Then I got the call nobody wants to hear ever I was sick I caught a sickness that degrades the mind to a state of confusion some government cooked it up to get rid of me, but that's not the important thing the thing I was worried about the most was her she would be deviated about this so I hid it from her right until the end and when I looked at her face for the last time I was at peace some might even call it joy that was the first and only last time I ever loved someone that much and I regretted nothing. Until I woke up and learned that she did the stupidest thing that anybody could do on this earth. She transfered the sickness from me to her via a machine that was originally created to interrogate soldiers in the dust wars. Basically it transferred the ownership of one sickness to another. I won't lie and say that it did didn't hurt to see her regressed to the state she was in, but at least this way I had her and she had me. Things where complicated but I wouldn't let that get between us. I loved her and owed it to her to take care of her. Then I failed. I didn't realize it at the time but people who had her sickness where discriminated because they had less mental capacity and when I returned home from my daily jog she was strung out on the house all tied up, like a fucking pig on thanksgiving day. She was all cut up limbs torn then crudely Stitched back together......
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After I saw that I just lost it. I gave in to the monster inside me I killed everyone unlucky enough to cross my warpath I wanted blood I didn't care where I got it from and I wanted it now. Neverending pain is what I felt after she died so I killed again and again and again but it was never enough to stop the pain in my heart people tried to stop me but they all failed and mind you I wasn't quiet about this either I would sometimes just walk into the middle of a street and kill a bunch of people nobody could stop me even with my suit off because the beauty about my little creation that I never told anyone was that it trained people to be tougher stronger and just war machines that could kill on command. Then the army showed up. I killed them it was easy so very easy. Then some other group they were a little stronger but not by much. Then some even stinger group. One aster another the people sent out there best to try and kill me but they all failed I was too angry and too bloodthirsty. One day though after about a good year they came and then caped me it was a little embarrassing to say the least they caught me in the bathroom taking a shit took them about a good 600 men to finally capure me. I was confused thought I thought they where there to kill me not put me in some weird ass cell with 6 other people. They caught me 2 weeks ago I'm still angry still bloodthirsty it will never end I can never atone for my sin I let her die it should have been me I'm scum I killed about 500 people at that point but she knew it and did it anyway she told the doctor 'if I can't live in a world with him then what's the point of even loving someone I'd you can't help them' .
My name is forgotten but my sin can't ever be erased I am wrath and this is my story
Authors note
Hey guys I should post the next chapter next weekend. And leave a comment below