Talk:Living Armor/@comment-25619592-20160421072219

You're a survivor of an intense, grueling battle. You can barely walk, let alone crawl, as you try to make away back to camp. In fact, the only thing holding you together is your heavy-plated armor that your father had given you. You thought he was joking when he said that 'it would make sure you never die', some encouraging words to send you on your way after you were drafted in the armor. Though apparently he was right given how if it wasn't for the odd design of the armor general kept your body from coming undone as of this point you are certain your arms are barley attached and you should have died from blood lose a long time ago. Though sadly, it seems you can't go any further as you collapse.

"S-Shit...so this is it?" You think to yourself.

"No..." you heard a voice say. You open your eyes and out of the corner you see a transparent, almost ghostly, women's face next yours.

What happens next?