Gorrendil was done.

[i]Emily[/i]. She still lingered in his heart. Her betrayal was too much. He remembered the screams. The blood. His death. Her death. And his escape. Their death. [i]They[/i] were all killed. Every single one of them. The explosion rocked his world. And ended theirs.

He squeezed the trigger. A force pushed against his chest, making him sprawl on the floor. 'Such power' thought Gorrendil as the unknown force sent him flying. His pistol was safely put in it's holster before he hit the ground.

She screamed out. Gorrendil looked up to see the source of the voice. It was the Mon'keigh girl. [b]"What the hell were you thinking!"[/b]. Gorrendil smiled and looked at her eyes. Earnest and warm but broken all the same. 

"I took the Path of the Outcast. I should have been ready for loneliness. The Path of the Outcast is to be single. Alone. Away from home. To travel the galaxy with me, myself and I. I did not do this. I broke the rule. I met friends. I was going on the best adventures in my life. I met so many good people. I met a warp-damned [b]nice[/b] Necron!" Gorrendil paused, tears still streaming from his face. "I met the love of my life."

Gorrendil found the girl to be in deep thought. Her face said everything. She has committed this before. 'Poor girl. She has no idea of the galaxy beyond. The despair. The madness.' The Eldar contemplated his home galaxy. The endless war that scarred it.

[b]"Don't waste your life"[/b] The Mon'keigh was now looking down at the ground [b]"I'm sure there are people out there who would be saddened by your death... Don't selfishly throw your life away"[/b]

The Ancient Eldar started to speak.

"Janus Tark. Lieutenant of the 117th Kademan Tarra Imperial Guard. My Brother. Dead."

"Mara Lye. Former Servant of the Machine God. My Caretaker. Dead"

"Lionus Cage. Sergeant in the 30th Harakon Drop Troops. My Guardian. Dead"

"Nile Shivheart. Inquisitor in the Ordos Hereticus. My Leader. Dead"

"Tarven Wilk. Storm Trooper attached to the 1st Arhissian Guard. My Best Friend. Dead"

"Clementine Hirt. Adeptus Sororitas. My 'Save My Ass' Girl. Dead."

"Dyniig Sate. The Scourge of Tarnis II. My Partner in Crime. Dead"

"Emily Hart. My" Gorrendil choked up. "Lover. Dead"

He looked at the Mon'keigh. "A fraction. A small fraction of who has died. They are all dead. There is no one to go back to. I now understand what my Elder told me."

"To walk the Path of the Outcast is to be alone." It took all his power to smile. Weak. And small. "And now I am alone." He stood and towered over the girl. He looked down at her, tears streaming.

"My name is Gorrendil of the Path of the Outcast. What is yours?"