Name:The Grey Knight
Age: 17
School: The World but mainly TP
Hates: everything i dislike
Likes: everything that i like
Hobbies:guitar, my games ,reading
dying.
As he fought through the wastelands of subsector Aurelia, he knew that he was dying. As he speared the foe that was in front of him, he knew that he knew it all along. Even as he had battled across the different time zones and periods of time, he knew that it was so. He no longer cared who he attacked. Only a few could stop him from attacking and have that little life shine back into him. But then again, this was war. In war, people killed, and people died. There was no exception. Either kill, or be killed. So much killing had to have an effect on people. Himself was no exception. Everytime he saw another's eyes dim out, another part of him died. Back then, he was terrified. Now, he no longer cared. In face, death seemed a nice prospect in this hell hole. There was nothing else to do except fight and fight somemore.
