The following entries are graphic and if you do not like blood then I suggest you leave this now.
A lot has happened to me and I cannot get the echoes of my past out of my head... it has been 7 years since The Paradox ended and I cannot help but notice my trembling hands as I try to write this... all those wars and all those lives that were lost... and blame that was put on me...and here's the biggest part: I enjoyed my past life and it was me and I now regret my life as it is now.
Early Years of War Edit
( The following chapter will have dialogue )
Training Instructor: MOVE MOVE MOVE!!! GET TO POINT B NOW... DO YOU YOU THINK THE ENEMY WILL WAIT FOR YOU?!
Ryan Warhawk: * Running with the rets of the new recruits* Agh... these people are gonna kill us.. * Stops in the middle of the field *
Training Instructor: YOU THERE WHY ARE YOU STOPPING? DO YOU WANT TO DIE? OR ARE YOU JUST NOT RIGHT IN THE HEAD
Ryan Warhawk: * Punches him in the face and is about to stomp on him *
Chris Warhawk: BROTHER!!! YOU WILL STOP NOW!!! * Walks down the port * Now... come with me and follow close to me because I have an offer for you.
This was maybe the only time that was peaceful.... I don't get why I didn't keep running... I may of gotten an easier job.
( More to be added )