But later that day Zack showed up with his rapier, which he swung around a bit in threat and started to proclaim that he wanted to kill me. Me and Daniel tried to fight him off, but still he managed to eventually cut my head off.
Scia? How can you be writing this without a head.
That's a very good question, from what I read on Daniel's blog.
Daniel fought him off for a bit, but eventually let him go due to eh, reasons. The someone named Black Crow, a rather odd looking gentleman with thunderpowers swooped in and killed Zack.
After that I sort of woke up and I was fine again, for some reason. I just took up my head and put it back on and stitched it back together in a way, but then I fainted again.
Again according to Daniel, he carried me towards some proxies and made me absorb their eldritch energy, that healed me.
Daniel gave me a spiked collar from hot topic to cover up the stitches and he also gave me Zack's rapier after much debating.
Before he left I wanted to ask him something.
Something I've always wondered.
"Daniel, what was my dad like?"
“Well, you remind me a lot of him,” He said.
“Really?” I asked. “How so?”
“He was violent and reckless, and he
had an inner darkness that he couldn't always control,” He said.
“But despite that, he was a good person. He fought against the
Fears for the sake of the humans, and in the end, he died for them.”
“I see,” I said kind of glad to hear this.
“I'd better get out of here,” He
said. “Bye.”
And that is that, Zack's dead and frankly I have little to no purpose anymore.
Although what he said makes sense. Perhaps it would be good to step in dad's footsteps and fight the fears. It's probably what he would've wanted.
The dad I never knew.
