DarkwolfX37 said
*I regenerate entirely between each hit* Ow. That actually hurt. But the thing is... *I catch the hammer by the hilt and stop your spinning* I don't care how I'm remembered. As long as I achieve my dream. *I place my other hand in front of your chest* Shin Kamiken Kurasshā. *No energy can be felt or seen from the blast, and you're very Code gets broken into all of it's pieces*
*The three Artifacts join together and project my body*
So this is it, huh? Well, at least that's what I would say, but this is just every bit of "me" that was influenced on the Artifacts. These aren't to be thought of as weapons, since they're tools, and that's why nobody can wield them, because they have wrong intents. Too confusing, but the point being, even though I'm gone, you're still the loser. Everyone hates your evil, and most of them hate you. I never did, but that's irrelevant now. I'll just party with God now, since I know I was doing right in his eyes, and really, that was my only goal in the end. Even though you hate me, if someone could relay this message to the others, it'd mean a lot.
*Smiles confidently*
Don't worry about me, I'm happy. And "Don't be anxious about tomorrow, for each day has enough trouble of its own." You can do it, I believe in you.
Now this is for you specifically, Dark. Even if I've lost, I've won. You're still struggling, but I'm free. I know I'll be remembered for the good I did, and not for the evil that nobody desires but myself. If you're the only one with that ideal, then maybe it isn't as good as you think it is. And I'll just leave you with this:
"Invictus"
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank the holy God I see,
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.
And with that, this is David Richards Dynamo the Third, or at least his influence on these great devices, signing out. And I'll see you all... tomorrow.
*Smiles warmly and disappears*