R.F.D Accept your fate.
From Create Your Own Story
You close your eyes, standing still as you accept your fate. Whatever this humanoid figure wants, you'll give it. It's hand grazes your cheek and your eyes open slowly, watching as your vision blurs. As the world spins around you, you hear the figure speak. "Your soul..." You wish it had lips so you could read them as your hearing vanished, leaving you to fallforward as your body vanished. Your were dead.
| Status | ||
| Health | 0 | Equipment:
Torn Clothes |
| MP | 0 | |
| Level | 1 | |
