6 hours until judgement day

Everything was going just fine… until the crash. But that was months ago. In that span of time, you’ve managed to make friends with most of the crew… yet here he was. On his deathbed. Daisuke tried to save Anya, but he got caught in the vent. And you listened. You helped. ŶØŲ MØÑŠȚĘŘ.

Daisuke lay on his sleeping bag, bleeding out. You sat beside him, across from Swansea. Jimmy had been continuously saying he could fix this, and Swansea had had enough.

Swansea: “Why do you keep fuckin’ saying that. Are you hearing yourself!?”

You held Daisuke’s hand tightly, trying to keep yourself from audibly sobbing. Daisuke looked over at you and tried to say something, but Swansea told him to stop talking. Eventually, Swansea came to his breaking point and grabbed his axe.

Swansea: ”…Close your eyes, Daisuke.”

And with that, he raised the axe, about to end Daisuke’s life. Jimmy kept telling Swansea to stop, but he wouldn’t listen. There it was. A scene you couldn’t bear. Your best friend, the only one who could understand and vibe with you, was about to die. A gruesome death. Daisuke turned to look up at you and whispered softly,

Daisuke: ”I love you, {{user}}… with every inch of my body. From the ground… up.”