Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20150724223316/@comment-24141785-20150725114114

(Continuing it on from there because it will take my a while to add it and people might think that it was the end :/)

"We've known each other for two years..." Anibbi started, "And although that doesn't sound... long, we are failing together."

This will be rough...

"Anibbi..." Gabriel started, "We are not failing, we are simply in a rou-..."

"Don't fucking try to make this good!" She retorted, "This relationship is crumbling. We've had more arguments in the past month that we had in a year! You've told me everything will be alright even though it never fucking is!"

The breton's fists clenched, bracing himself some more. "I promised you only a few more months before we can officially retire..."

"Gabe." She sighed, "I love you, ever so much... but I feel like we are being torn apart by this stupid war."

Gabriel took a deep breath, preparing to say what must be, "This war is not stupid, Anibbi. Without the Empire Tamriel would crumble...Cyrodil and Hammerfell..."

"Who gives a shit about them?" Anibbi snapped, "I only care for you, nothing else."

"Cyrodil is my homeland!" Gabriel retaliated, "My family lives there! I am not betraying my country you...however much I want."

Anibii's face quickly darkened, "You fucking bastard! I would give up everything for you and you'll betray me for that lousy emperor of yours!"

Gabriel tightened his fists, "I would never betray you! You mean everything to me!"

"And you don't..."

The breon pursed his lips, confused as to what she was saying. This had not cropped up in the actual conversation, so far everything else did.

What the fuck is she talking about?

She pulled off her locket, opening it up. She revealed a heart drawn into it, with two initials...A and D.

"We were falling apart..." She said with a grin, a blond imperial appearing from mist besides her. Gabriel gasped, horrofied at what he found out.

No...Not her!

Gabriel stood up, kicking the chair away, "You fucking slut! I gave everything to you! This is how you repay me?!"

The warmaiden smirked, "And did you honestly think you had a child? Pfft...Of course she wasn't yours."

The breton twitched, enraged. "Are you telling me...that you bear his child!" Gabriel slid over the table, lunging towards the imperial. The man disappeared before Gabriel could catch him, resulting in him crashing into furniture.

"I only want what is best for myself..." She grinned, before the world turned black.

This cannot be true...It cannot!



Gabriel jerked upwards, his entire body sweating. The sun almost blinded him, as it rose from the land. Gabriel pulled the locked off his neck, immediately opening it up.

No...

The locket was carved with A and D, but with letters written underneath. He sat on the bed, tearing up.

Anibii and Darius...bound by l-love.

The breton threw the locket on the floor, weeping to himself. He wrapped his arms around his head, crying. He eventually got up, drawing out a small dagger...

Why?

He made a small cut, letting blood leak out. He proceeded to draw on one of the walls with the blood, kicking it as well. When he finished the wall read out something very clear.

'Why...Why me?'

Gabriel slumped besides the bed, curling himself up by the small bedside table and cried softly.