Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-29038468-20161018231036/@comment-29038468-20170325035301

Your speech gives the men courage to go through this fight. You and your men charge out into the fray, and as you scream at the top of your lungs, all you can think about is her. Elizabeth. The battle goes on for hours but in your mind it seems as if only minutes pass by, but they pass by in flashes. In a moment you're fighting off a Dark Mage, the next you're pinning a Demon to the ground to save a comrade and then you just black out. When you wake up, you're leaning up against a tree with several bandages covering you. Out in the distance you see the fort emblazoned in flames, those who remained of your allies are now mating with mamonos. The Order has lost this fight, but that was going to be what fate had in store, from the very beginning there was no chance to win. But why weren't you being raped like the others?

"Ah, look at that, you're awake now. Good, now you can tell me what happened." A voice says to you. It's a voice you haven't heard in two and a half years. Isaac, the mercenary.