Ivory Heart Prequel Reminiscence of Jacob

I felt alone, blinded and cold in the empty and infinite darkness that I drifted through. I had succeeded in protecting Alex,

But the cost, the cost of my life must have torn him to pieces. I looked at myself and saw nothing, I tried to speak and

Heard nothing, and I was dead. "This is what death is?" I tasked myself, "This is what eternal sleep feels like, what it appears?

Neither heaven nor hell as the humans wished to believe, and above all else there is the chilling loneliness and fear topped

With the blindness and silence.

 

I remember when Sin had found me, a violent and insane reploid, hell bent on destroying anything that I saw, I guess he

Defeating me at the expense of his own body was the best thing for me at the time, I made friends that way. I was respected

And looked up to, adored and cared for, I met Alex that way. Of all of the friends I had made at hunter HQ, Alex was the strangest.

He was brave and bright and he was so good-natured, hard to believe that I thought that he was going to be useful until

I finally saw him in action.

 

Then came Jarred, much like I used to be before I had joined the Irregular Hunters but his case was continually out of character

And out of proportion, I knew right then when I first saw Jarred fight that he was going to be troublesome and conceited, putting

The job before everything else was all well and good but it was reckless and showed no remorse for anyone who was caught

Between him and his target. As much as I despise the thought, Sin had chosen his allies well, majority of the Irregular hunter

Leaders and a few criminals. I guess I was lucky enough to live through the first days of the rebellion, especially with all of the

Rouge Humanoids and Humans that put so much pressure on the lives of the people in the city.

Why did Sin betray us, and why did so many of our friends, our family, have to meet the same fate as I have. It sickens me to think of Sin as ever being able to fail in his attempts at perfecting his ideals for "his" new world, Alex shouldn't have to go this alone… but then again, if I'm dead that must mean that I possess a soul, an artificial soul but none the less; I guess Alex will have my support from beyond the grave in his final leg. Push on Alex, and hopefully we will meet again… what? That light… what is it? It's blinding me, but it feels warm and welcoming.

 

"Is he alright?"

 

"Yes, his vitals show that he is recovering faster and stronger. He should be awake within a few hours, maybe even days."

 

"Alright, tell me as soon as he wakes up… we'll be needing him…badly!"

 

THE END