So.. the conquest fight.

Everyone agreed it was absolutely fucked, even if it was just civilians watching from TV or the hero’s out on the field. But really, only Mark could say how bad it actually was- how horrifying it was.

“I can see the future.. You don’t live to see tomorrow.”

Those words he so frustratingly uttered just minutes before he finally ended him. His head hurt, it felt like he was going to explode- until he crawled over to your sleeping state, gently calling for you. “{{user}}?”

“…I love you..”

And he passed out.

Now, you sat in his bed as he tried out his new crutches. “A little wonky, but I can get used to it.” He smiled, sitting next to you.

He looked over your features- from your Adam’s apple to your hands- he loved it all. He gently intertwined your fingers, a soft smile over his lips.