Author's Notes:

Another edited one thanks to rainbowscoots.

"The past can leave death all around. Following the path through the death is but the chore."

It was two days later from our trek from Manehatten. We came to a large area of an old battleground. Tanks chariots broken and shattered armour with bones coming out of most of them. Zebra bone's all over old rusting guns. Looking towards a strange stand. Made out of the helm of a dead soldier. Looking around seeing that half of the items in this yard of metal death and weapons most seemed to be used. It went on for miles.

"Here is one of the first battles of the war. So much lost on both sides. Refusal to pick up the bodies and the gear left behind. This land was once known as Ruby grass Fields. The grass would glow at night to show the beauty of Equestria. Most of what is here are unknown soldiers. showing the pain of a war. The entire army on both sides that battled here. All died no one lived it turned from ruby fields to grim reaper's harvest. To those that wish for war. Look at this land and then think again. Please understand these words. Peace is the only way to go." At the end it said wrote by FlutterShy.

Looking up seeing the history of the war. Shadow spoke.

"There are some creatures that live in here. They won't harm us but they may demand something if they are in the mood for it. Their called Rat Creepers. Rat's that mutated from smaller rats. They were chased out of many of the cities many years ago. Most came here and gave themselves names. Pack rats. Don't insult their looks. Don't stare at them either. Get through here we go through a bubble bog. To get to Wheeltreads home. This goes on for 30 miles. Also there old mines might also explode. The Sad thing about old gear of the past."

I blinked and looked to Shadow like he was crazy. I said with a laugh.

"Rat Creepers giant rats. You mean the things I normally eat for dinner?" Laughed. " Oh geez, that is so funny. Pack rats?! What is this a joke? Is there any way around this?"

Shadow smirked and nods.

"Oh, there is another way. But I doubt you want to walk through needle grass full of large spiders. This area is the safer next to the needles."

Sighing and looked back to the helm that had the words. Then up to the metal graveyard of the past. What is odd about this. I heard about power armour being built for this war. But there was none. Just very weak weapons and heavy large metal monsters.

"How about we set up camp before going in and get some food. Then get some rest and then head inside."

Kip smiled with her magic she formed a tent. It was odd I have never seen a pony so ready to travel. She had many bags strapped to her. She put her cooking pots inside Silver Gunner's compartments. These two knew how to travel. The tent was slowly being set up. While Silver Gunner removed wooden pole torches placing four of them around. He also had some old wood made from a bed inside his compartment. The two built a camp fire. Looking towards the tent it was old... But still able to be used. Kips cute mark all over it. While she brings out some newly grown carrots. Silver gunner had two large slabs of meat on his back. Then he closed up. I thought he was bigger on the inside. But maybe I was tired.

Shadow helped get the fire going. While I offered to stand watch. I held my sword in my hand. Looking towards the metal graveyard. I saw caravan's coming out of the area not far from us. Seeing one with a strange bear. Looking to see another not too far away and then BOOM. An old land mine blew up... Then suddenly as the pony and guards were dead. Along with their cow-like creature. I saw strange creatures picking the bodies for gear.

It was starting to get dark. The campfire was going. Turning to notice that Kip's horn started to glow... Strange light magic forming on the torches. They glow in a strange light fire. That made me feel like I could do anything in the darkness. I stayed looking into the spot. I was guarding. Looking down to my red dragon pistol. The pistol while I got a better look at it. It was pure white with black stripes along it. It looked like a normal everyday pistol. But this enchanted ammo to turn it into magic like bullets. For a small little gun. It looked deadly. I looked at the dragon symbol closer. I noticed a drop of blood inside. The blood lasted all these years in this little spot of the gun.

Placing the pistol back into the holster. Holding onto my sword and watched closely. Everything silent smelling food finally. Looking towards the camp. But stayed as a guard. Sat on a rock watching the way into the fields. Just seeing how the past was. Looking towards every spot of death. How could the ponies of the past... Not clean this up and leave it? Is this a way for the past to try to get the war to stop. By keeping one of the first battles full of the dead and the wounded? Maybe something more happened here. But I would never be able to tell.

Looking over to Kip who trotted up to me and she had a gentle smile on her face. A bowl of meat hovering with her magic. She set it in front of me and gave my arm a nuzzle. She always seemed happy and never empty of hope.

"Eat Tiria you will need it... To get through this area."

Turning my eyes to calmly stare at Kip. My heart always melting when I stared into her calm gentle eyes. I felt my rage, my hate, everything melt. Taking the small bowl. Calmly eating the meat while I watched the yard. Trying with my mind to see how this battle would be like. Watched calmly. As I sat there. I saw the battle in my mind.

I watched ghost of the past battle. Battle over what? Watching the battle in my mind coming in full force. Seeing both sides attacking even if it was night. I could still make this out in my mind. But I was interrupted by Silver gunner who sat beside me.

"You seem to be trying to learn why this war happen then?"

Silver asked while Kip and Shadow were talking behind me.

"I find it sad... That ponies and zebras would fight... This land must have been beautiful in the past. I will never see it. But I will learn of the odd way's to protect it. Just like my mother used to tell me. May the star's be your dreams... May the moon be the net to catch your dreams... Before the fall into the water... To be the end of time itself. But of course, my mother left me alone... While I was growing up."

Eating the meat looking to Silver Gunner.

"Silver tell me... What are you? I noticed you aren't a normal pony."

Silver opened himself up showing his magic matrix of mix, magic and science.

"I was created to be a weapon at first. Then to be the legacy of my creator. I was set to turn on 200 years ago. But I woke up 50 year's after the bombs fell. I had no idea what was going on. But I went to study this new world. I saw many things. But I stayed away from the Hoof. I refused to go there. But I went to every other spot of Equestria. Mostly to study. But..."

He stayed silent for the moment.

"But yes I found a lab in the middle of a desert. Nothing was really there. I found Kip close to death and then was there when she married Crossfire. They fell in love after a year and married. They both want kids... But they want to make sure the apartment building is safe and the area around... Before they do so.I wish I could make it safe for them. But we cleaned out the building and made it into what we could. Reason I am with you. Is to find another home for us. I know this is much to take it. But Manehatten is not safe for anyone. Unless you go to Tennpony tower. But I refuse to take all the ponies there."

Looking towards Silver gunner nodding. Eating the rest of the meat setting the bowl down.

"I see what you mean."

Shadow tapped my shoulder.

"I will take up guard duty you can get some sleep."

I nodded and headed into the tent. There was odd little cot's that we used and I fell asleep calmly while I dreamed of the past.

00000
Dream's

I dreamed I was a pony of that day. In one of the tanks but what's odd I saw myself. Wait how did I see myself? I went back into my point of view. While I was tied by many bones and held in that spot. While a large metal beast aimed its gun at me. A voice speaking.

"Yes keep telling those around you... That the waste has beat you already child. You will become dead if you never allow yourself... To ease up and become a small hero of the waste. No need to be a huge helper... But what you could do... The small ways could help in a big way."

The one speaking seems to be a pony ready to fire on me. Then it lowered the gun and the world went dark.

0000

Day 11: Camp outside Reaper Fields.

Opened my eyes to hearing gunshots and got out of the tent quickly. Seeing Silver gunner and Shadow firing at ghouls that seemed to be hiding inside the yard of death. But one of the doors of the metal monsters opened up and rat creepers took them down as well. Blinking the creepers coming to us. After its over and one of them seems to be a leader guard of females. Their wearing strange gear. Pots on her head amour made of parts of guns gear all around.

"Four leg's help Pot head and crew yes yes. Must take you to leader!!"

The other guard around chant the same. It's just four of them.

"Leader leader!!"

Sighed softly looking to Silver and Kip take care all the gear. Then I am pushed to Pot head because... Apparently, I am the leader.

"Ahem... I am leader of these ponies and griffin. Why do you wish to take us to your leader?"

Pot head looks to the other's and they gather into a small group and whisper to each other. This was strange the strange brown female rat was swishing her pink tail looking back at me with her green eyes. Then back to whispering. Then Pot head back to me and nodded.

"YES YES, we take you to leader!!"

We followed the Pack rat's They opened up one of the old tanks. It lead underground it seems. While a bunch of old tank parts made into hovels and they lead us to a large throne made in a bunch of old trash guns tanks. The seat turned around showing a giant rat creeper. His left Leg gone and made into a machine gun. That seemed armed and ready to fire. He was dressed in pure armor of a tank. The Rat creepers chanted his name.

"Cannonball cannonball!"

The rat creeper stood up and lifted his hand. He spoke with an odd voice.

"Welcome to my kingdom. I'm Cannon Ball. We make a home under parts of this death yard. The past makes good homes. But you seem to be traveling. What brings you to my kingdom? Up above is deadly."

Pot Head bowed removing her pot and nods.

"They helped us with the dead yes... yes favor favor!!" The potted rat said.

The large king thought a moment and stood, looking towards me.

"You come with me."

I nodded and followed him to the back. He started to speak with me as we walked.

"Look around you miss. Generations ago we were removed from the cites. Many rat creepers looked for a home for years. I found this place. The ponies of this world destroyed the world. With their pointless war's and their xenophobic nature. After those bombs feel. We were turned into this. It took a few years. Then the ponies started to kill and murder us. Why I don't trust the pony with you. Someday we might trust them again..But sadly right now no."

He lead me to a tank that seemed to be half into the ground and here. I started to look around it looked perfectly cut into a soil. It was an entire home of these creepers. How they did this it was amazing. He lead me into his home. It was one room with a bed. I looked around he had guns in old glass cases. He had a painting of two alicorns? He gave them both a gentle bow. Then sat in his chair.

"Now let's get down to what I need. I need you to save my subjects and my daughter from a group of raiders. That have taken up camp in an old zebra camp. Now I wish you and the medic pony to go. The metal pony and the griffin stays. They help us clean the mines from the above world. If you do this. You will gain an ally in this world of death."

Sighing I headed back to the throne and looked to Kip.

"Kip I need you to come with me."

Kip blinks nodding following while a group of guards lead by Pot head hired Silver Gunner and Shadow. To Disarm the mines. I looked to Pot head.

"How do I find those raiders?"

Pot head looked to me and she put a claw to her chin and thought a bit.

"OOoo Zebra base to the west."

Sighed and nodding along with Kip followed the path slowly through the area. Seeing more and more of those tanks.

"What a waste."

Sighing softly and looking to Kip who trotted alongside me. With her shotgun floating in her magic. The walk took half an hour. Then we saw an old Zebra camp turned into a small outpost. Looking to the sign. Saying to myself. {Dumbbell outpost.}

Blinking and going inside it seemed silent? This is a base of raiders? Walking into one of the buildings and the Rat Creeper's that were kidnapped were healing the wounded ponies from the land mines. The raider's we were told about were not raider's at all. But they were being trained as doctors?

The Rat creeper nurse looked up and she gasped.

"DUMBBELL!!"

She shouted rushing out heading to the main building.

The rest of the nurses and raider's turned doctor's looked at us and we backed out. following the nurse to the main building. That seemed to be a tent that was old but large as well. Heading inside I look around seeing it's a bar a large bar the tent seeming to be expanded inside with old parts from tanks and other things. Making a large metal building. IN the middle of a chair was the leader. He stood up a large stallion earth pony walked towards me and Kip.

"Welcome to my home."

This is strange... I was told by Silver and Kip anyone dressed like raider's must be killed but these ones?

"Aren't you raider's didn't you kidnap these pack rats?"

Dumbbell shook his head and sighed.

"No one hurt the Pack rats. But if you're here because of Cannon's daughter. Then you best to east toward's the old pony base. But I take it you're wondering why raider's turned their base into a place like this instead of killing murdering and so on. I took over a few year's ago from the former leader. Who I killed then I took a deep look around to the old world. Then thought maybe enough is enough. So being that..the rat creeper's sometimes attacked us. I trotted into one of their attack's. I asked out of kindness to teach us... to heal and trade. Since their one of the few around here... That can do that."

I had a surprised look on my muzzle so did Kip and I looked down to her.

"Look If I can get the daughter back. Will you work with the rat creeper's to clean this area up?"

Dumbbell looked at me while the entire bar of former raider's Rat Creeper's and two trader's looked up to Kip and I.

"If you can do this miss... Then It might show Wheel tread enough is enough. But I am sad to say. He is trying so hard to find a cure to what happen to him. The Dumbbells used to run with him. But he made many mistakes in the past..and the older leader left there and took up shop here. But if we could make a community in this graveyard of death. Then we can do much for this wasteland. It's not a big thing... Like The Light bringer and Security are doing."

I blinked looking to Kip

"There are others in this wasteland doing a fight as well? Hmm then maybe I should do what I can... With my small choices, that will add up in this fight. Alright to help this area for the trading and to make it easier to get through... I guess I will. Just tell me what I need to do."

Dumbbell nods and looks to the bar.

"Get them both some drinks and we will talk."

The bartender nods and sets down two bottles for Kip and Tiria as the two sit on chair's made from old junk. Dumbbell sat in a chair near us.

"Now a little warning what control's the pony base are not only junk dealers. But they call themselves Reaper Junkers. They won't take very kindly to you just walking in. So I say find something very rare in reaper fields to give them it. It's easy to tell how they look like. Just follow the smell. But if you meet their leader first. Sansword you will be fine. Warning he is an old pony. But he will not die... To crazy."

I drank from the bottle not understanding the taste of this drink. Kip seemed to drink it all down.

"Alright, so where is the best spot to find the best junk?"

Dumbbell chuckled.

"Just look around you might find something. The ponies of old left a lot of treasures."

"I would like to stay here Tiria and help teach the raiders here how to be medical ponies. I feel it's needed."

I looked to kip and sighed nodding. Set down the drink and head out of the camp. I started to look through all the old gear on the grounds. I lifted some old tank parts. Seeing bodies that have long turned to dust and sighed. Looking through more I found a holo-tape being held by a dead pony. I broke the bones grabbing it and downloaded it. I started to listen. It sounded like a pony crying.

"They're... their all dead... I... I... don't think... I can make it. To many outsides of the tank that wish to harm me. I killed... the zebra that killed my friends... But... but... I can no longer... go on... I know what I must do then."

The sound of a pin being pulled.

"To anyone who finds this and listens. Please... tell my family... I fought with honor in the end."

The sound of sobbing and the bomb dropping and then a static after a boom.

"I wish I could tell your family sir... But after 200 years... No one cares anymore it seems."

Starting to dig through more. I found an older gun of a pistol. I thought hmm maybe this will work. Heading to the base. Walking past the rat creepers that put Shadow and Silver gunner to work. They seemed to be holding a large bag of land mines. I gave them a wave and kept my path to the junk Reapers. What gave these ponies that name I wonder. Sighing softly and finding this place very lonely. Just seeing junk and old gear... So far away. I am starting to see why it's called reaper fields.

Looking all over at the dead. I wished I could have gone back in time to help these ponies and Zebras. But Sadly that time is over with. Finding the Junk Reaper's was not that hard at all. They build a large complex out of six tanks. Taking them apart and on the wall to the way in. Sansword and dummy leader's of the Junk Reapers. Going inside gun's aimed at me from the top. Went into the middle of the complex seeing a red painted tank. That seemed to be turned into a loader to be driven out to gather junk. It also seems extremely hard to use and to work. I knock on the door of the way inside. Heard a voice inside.

"Open the door dummy!!" It sounded very old.

Inside a stallion sighed and opened the door. It was a young buck. That seemed to be wearing a nice looking suit. As they gave a nice gentle smile.

"Greetings..." He looked at me up and down. "Miss?"

I sighed and nodded.

"Look I am looking for King Cannon ball's daughter. Have you seen her or is she here?"

The buck looked at me and then sighed.

"She was here. She was trying to get us to work together with her father and the Dumbbell raiders. But my father refused to allow it. So she got gear and went to the bog. To take care of ghouls that find their way in here. She went alone."

My eyes went wide and stared at the old stallion and went to him. As gun's are aimed at me...

"Listen... I am not in the mood for your politics you worthless ponies. If this world is going to live. You all need to let go of your oh..I am better than your logic ..and get the fuck out of your asses. I am sick and tired..of going from place to place. Only seeing its every pony for themselves. Oh yes, how silly of you... I am sure the ones of the past did the same... The reason your worthless world is fucking dead."

My eyes were full of rage. I wished to stay calm but seeing this and how all ponies and different races of this land acted finally made me snap. They were getting ready to fire at me but the other stallion told them to lower their weapons. The old stallion said a racist comment.

"Get out of here you mangy mutt and go rape your own kind." The old one yelled.

"POP!! Enough she is right. Now if you make a small table in the middle of the field we will come and speak about working together... But it's best you go find King cannon's daughter."

The old stallion stood up and blinked...

"No, I will not allow this Dummy, you dummy!! Ooooh Lilly, you hear that... I am coming to join you, honey. Your dummy son. Wants to help those that want to steal from us. OH!!"

The stallion sighed and let his father do this.

"We will both be there. Also, my name is Montyhoof. My mother had an odd sense of humor."

I sighed and left letting the old stallion have a fake heart attack. Checking my bottle caps I was given. Just a few. Heading out the north way in. To get to the bog to stop this crazy rat female. Walking through a path made by the Junk reapers. Heading into the bog looking around for the moment. Hearing gun shots running towards the sounds. The sound's seeing a rat creeper cut up a bit. Rushing in grabbing my pistol and firing a few to look back to her.

"Get out of here... Go back to your father... I will be there soon."

The female Rat nodded and rushed off as I backed up taking out as many of the ghouls as I can. Using the pistol to fire the ammo into many of the ghouls. My gun was about to run out of ammo. The ghouls just kept rushing. Some even came out of the bog slime. The Zebra pistol was kicked out of my hand and flew into a puddle of bog water. Taking my sword and slicing through more ghouls. But I was about to lose this battle. I was getting bitten and kicked. Feeling pain in my body. As one of my arms was grabbed by the mouth of a ghoul and the bone shattered.

The ghouls backed up from me. I stood there my armour broken in many spots. Blood draining from many wounds. The arm that had the pip-buck broken. Holding my sword in my other. Was this the battle that was going to end me? Was my journey going to end here? The adrenalin filled my veins. I felt the pain vanish for a time. I started to swing and my sword was kicked out of my hand and stabbed into the ground. It started to slowly rain. I looked at all the ghouls going around me. Using one moveable arm left. I punched one hard that it flew back. Then grabbing the leg of another that gnawed at my hand and I smashed another ghoul into the other. I knew this was a losing battle. Being trained as a warrior... Never got you ready for unrelenting zombies.

Being kicked in my chest again and then a few bones in my chest broken. Left leg a bit hurt as well. The ghouls started gnawing on me. The eyesight started to go dark and fade. Losing all feeling in my body as my body was slowly shutting down from all the pain. I saw the ghouls getting shot. But thinking I was just dreaming. A group of Rat creeper's along with the princess Shadow and Silver gunner helped carry me away. While the rat creepers backed up taking out the ghouls. My sword and gun left behind both getting covered by the rain falling from the sky.

0000

Dreams all I could see were dreams. Dreaming of the land of Equestria itself turning into a golem and standing there in front of me. It pointed at me. While a lone pony in a hat a large brown removing the scarf from his face and the voice came from my mouth.

"I thought I-" I was about to finish when I got cut off.

The ghoul laughed softly and spoke. The raider ghoul I thought I killed in the basement of the apartment building. Spoke out laughing.

"Killed me..? In a sense, you killed yourself..." The ghoul spoke again laughing. "...It seems that reports of my... 'Survival' have been -greatly exaggerated."

I had a look of Terror on my face. As I spoke softly with fear in my voice. "This isn't possible..." The ghoul added with a dark smile his eyes glowing darkly. He starts to grow larger along with the golem to show..The pain of the waste that has come. His voice rang out again "OH, I assure you; it is..."

So much fear and sorrow in my voice. I spoke I felt the sadness "How...?"

The ghoul laughed and turned his head from me speaking again. "Not how, but... -Why-?" He turned to me the golem beside him lifting me up and he started to speak again the words harsh as tear's streamed from my eyes. "-You-... were never meant to come to the Wasteland."You; an exile... born from the ancestry of an outdated sense of a 'Warrior'..." "Instead taking the role of a pillager; a hunter made flesh... A Raider in sheep's clothing."

At the words the golem ripped off my skin to show under the skin I am but a raider, not a hero not a warrior. But a raider is an empty soul. The golem just stared as I spoke out trying to make heads or tails of this. "... What happens out here is out of our control--" I said trying to counter. "Is it truly, 'Warrior'? None of the deaths you caused would've happened if you had just... STOPPED... But, on your marched, carrying the weight of the burdens of the dead behind you... and for what...?"

The ghoul turned away making the war happen in front of me he turned back to me and growled in his voice. "A war caused by the stupidity of the Ponies well over 200 years ago...? But, you weren't really there, were you..? You had the luxury of avoiding the hardships and struggles they faced leading up to today... You and your bastard race thriving from the chaos; you're no Savior; your talents lie elsewhere..."

He kept forcing me to watch the war the death. 'I killed him back in the apartment... This can't be real this can't be!!' I said to myself. I felt this pain growing inside my heart. I felt pain in my arms and I started to be treated like a puppet and the ghoul started to speak again with a smile on his dead lips. "The truth is, 'warrior', that you're here because you thought that you had some higher calling, when in reality, you're merely a puppet to the Wasteland itself; don't believe me? The Golem itself has already been molding you; shaping you into the killer you truly are."

I started to sob as the golem moved me like some sick doll as I spoke out in anguish. "All the deaths... All the killings... IT ISN'T MY FAULT!!!!" I said with deep sobs. The ghoul laughed at that. As the golem that is the wasteland itself just kept making me into the mold it wished. I couldn't move I couldn't fight back I could just be the puppet.

The ghoul laughs and smiles softly and spoke again in an echo. "It takes a being of strong willpower to deny what's right in front of them. And if the truth is undeniable... you create your own. -I'm- here because you can't accept whatever you done and will have done; it broke you... You needed someone to blame, so you cast it on me, the ones you -have- killed and -will- kill..."

As he spoke the ponies I killed early in my journey before I met shadow. The raider's that threatened to rape me. The ghoul in front of me his men that killed his wife. Misty Moon was there to did I kill her? Then I saw husk of Silver Gunner, Kip, Shadow, The raven that has been following me. Even faces of ponies I haven't even seen yet. Some in strange armor... I was told is Steel Ranger and Enclave. I saw these husk of the dead. As the Golem itself became the waste gathering the pain it held. The waste was a golem in the heart of many. It broke so many before me. All I could feel was the pain... the anguish the death...

The dream went to a room of reflection the golem standing over me still using me as a puppet still. I looked around to see one big solid mirror and I was standing by the ghoul as he had his hoof wrapped around me. As he was laughing and seemed to played my mind. He was painting something I couldn't see it yet. He was speaking and laughing.

"No matter how hard I would try... I never could escape the reality of what happened here. -That-... was my downfall."

The ghoul pony brushes the last bit of paint on the painting, stepping back slowly with a satisfied yet sickening smile. "There! Finished!" He'd set the paint brush down in a makeshift can that held other paint brushes, eyeing me. "I hope you like it."

My eyes couldn't believe it was the golem allowed me to walk forward. "What the hell's going' on...?" I asked "...Your eyes are opening for the first time... It hurts... doesn't it..." The ghoul pony gestured for me to step closer as I did, looking in disbelief and anger as I heard his voice again. "Go on... Tell me what you think..." I saw a panting of all those I killed even those I haven't yet. My eyes grew with anger the ghoul spoke again. With a dark laugh "You did this..." The ghoul pony smiled briefly before becoming stoic, eyeing me. "No. -You- did. Your actions caused the deaths of countless lives. Someone has to pay for your crimes, Tiria. Who's it gonna be...?"

I said in great anger looking to the ghoul. I spoke out in anger. "Is this... some kind of sick joke?" Asking with a growl "You tell me..." The ghoul said "I'm done playing games, whoever you are." I try to move away but..he forms in front of me. "I assure you, Tiria, that -this-... is no game..." The ghoul kept playing me. As he laughed dancing around me in the mirror. The golem lifting me up and pulling my gun out of my holster. The golem wanting me to do something. Then I noticed the ghoul aiming his gun at me. He spoke to me laughing. "I know the truth is hard to hear, Tiria... But, it's time. You're all alone... all that's left. And we both know that this lie can't go on forever... So..."

He lifted his gun as the ghoul spoke. "Here's what will happen; I'm gonna count to 5... Then I'm pulling' the' trigger..." I watched as he lifted his gun to my head and he smirked. "...Make your choice."

I started shaking in my body pain filling and I said scared and crying. "...No... No, you're not real; this isn't real... It's all in my head..." The ghoul laughs and smiles speaking "Are you sure? Maybe it's in mine... One!" I screamed back at him tears falling from my face. "No... Everything... All of this... This is YOUR doing!" The ghoul chuckles and looks at me. "Well, if that's how you feel then SHOOT ME! Two!" I cocked my gun and laughed crying sobbing. "I... I didn't mean to hurt anybody..." The ghoul looks at me a frowned softly "...No one ever does, Tiria. Three!"

I started to lift my gun up getting ready to fire the ghoul did as well and laughed softly. "Four..." The ghoul pony glared at Tiria, gun held tightly... "...Is this TRULY what you want..." My eyes filled with tears and then he would scream the last final word. The last final word that would give me this choice. If I thought of killing myself... I would have given up. If I let him shoot me I accept everything. If I choose nothing then I focus on what I have done. I keep following that path.

"FIVE!!"

BAM!!

Footnote level up Perk added: Reaper fields perk. You walked through the Reaper fields. You can hear mines with your very sensitive ear's before you get close to them.