Board Thread:Roleplaying Board/@comment-35743591-20181210190055/@comment-35071950-20181211164117

My ghost watches over the rubble of the battle.

" Why did this have to happen?" I say. Then I remember the past events. Becoming friends with Helpy and Dynasti, meeting Umbreon and the others, fighting the bearded man, and.... Defeating Mangle.

Except, I just made things worse.

Without me, Umbreon wouldn't have been distracted, Cheez would've found the artifact faster, we probably would've found Dynasti by now, and.... I wouldn't be dead.

I'd probably be at a tim hortons, or in my home, or in a hotel.

If I hadn't picked up Helpy, none of this would have happened.

Mangle would've burned in the fire if she hadn't have had the bearded man save her.

It's all my fault.

And I have to make things right.

Energy swarms my body, patching it all together, and I become living again.

" Im sorry" I say to my friends. " And I lied. My name isn't Porkpatch. It's Daly".