High Commander of the Lilaste Order
The conquests Agenda would land at the designated landing pad flicking some of the switches into the off position. Turning and heading for the landing ramp. His head would begin to spin.
The last few days were exhausting. Being chased stranded in space and shot at on more than one occasion. But here they were at the endpoint in a position where his fate would finally be judged. This is what he sought after and searched for. But then why was he filled with sorrow and anxiousness. He had done this time and time again year after year. Each time he was awoken he knew his purpose.
Stepping into the light he would hold a hand up to block the sun the thoughts of his mind coming to an end as he frowns. Walking off the loading ramp he would look forwards to who or whatever awaited him when he left his ship
Matsu Ike
The last few days were exhausting. Being chased stranded in space and shot at on more than one occasion. But here they were at the endpoint in a position where his fate would finally be judged. This is what he sought after and searched for. But then why was he filled with sorrow and anxiousness. He had done this time and time again year after year. Each time he was awoken he knew his purpose.
Stepping into the light he would hold a hand up to block the sun the thoughts of his mind coming to an end as he frowns. Walking off the loading ramp he would look forwards to who or whatever awaited him when he left his ship
Matsu Ike
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