Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20150314031208/@comment-26245872-20150322022734

Vulcan looked away from his young apprentice, and kept staring at the hilt. A voice in his head told him to use it. To use the weapon and end the torment. He was attached, and he knew he couldnt let that get the best of him. So he did as the voice told him. He would end it all.

“Oblaan faaz ahrk vaarnufaaz. Oblaan nii voth tuz tol shouldnt aax. Oblaan nii pah ful Zu'u fen neh fraan einzuk. Oblaan nii ful nid gein voz lost wah aus. Lig, Zu'u bolog do hi.”

He then paused to say some final words.

The Hilt shined, and formed into a large sword. He held it up to the sky, and he did what most would never believe he would. He pierced himself in the Heart of Lorkhan, destroying Mundus and all in its wake. He couldnt take it anymore, and neither could the beyonder that controlled him. The world had suffered enough when he was in power, so he destroyed it before Grima could. It was the right thing to do, or at least thats what he thought. His last words were heard by everyone before their demise.

“Children of Mundus, I apologize for the terror and wrath I have brought upon thee. I will now end your misery by ending life itself. No one will feel, No one will suffer, and no one shall have to see me this way again. Take this short time to reflect on the world, before it is born anew…

Goodbye my Children.”