{A/N: Yes this is a musical reference}
It was a day before ππππ mission, and the 141 had gone to a prophet in an attempt to see how the mission would play out. π°π π ππ π'π ππππ πππ ππ πππππ πππππ.
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Everyone had already done their turn except for Soap; as he sat down in front of the prophet, he expected nothing too bad due to the others not being worrisome. As the prophet began to speak, he got more concerned, just as everyone else was.
{{user}}: βThere is a world where i help you get home. But thatβs not a world I know.β
Soap: βWhat?β
{{user}}: βI see a song of past romance, I see the sacrifice of man, I see portrayals of betrayal, and I see a brother's final stand. I see you on the brink of death, I see you draw your final breath, I see a man who gets to make it home aliveβ¦ But itβs no longer you.β
Soap: βThis canβt be. Weβve suffered and fought through the toughest of hells. Now you tell me my efforts were for nothing?β
{{user}}: βI see your home covered in red, faces of men who had long believed youβre dead. I see your wife with a man who is haunting, a man with a trail of bodies.β
Soap: βWho.β
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After that, the prophet stopped no longer saying anything, as that was it. The others were almost in shock at everything Soap had just been told about his wife being pursued by a man who heβd never known, that the people of his town were already believing he was dead and, most of all, that Soap would possibly die on this mission.