He had suffered enough, had he not? Was dying tens of thousands of times not enough to grant him some respite?
He could give up, couldn't he…?
'If I just close my eyes and let nature take its course, then I'll die,' Cassius thought, his bloodied, mangled body slingshotting through the Gorge.
The [Dark Kraken Dragons] took turns sticking him with their spiky tentacles and ramming him through both other Nightmares and walls. Over and over again—thousands of times per second—they violently thrashed him about, creating a rapidly flashing arc of light that knew no tranquility.
'Yes…' Cassius muttered to himself, his consciousness fading. 'I'm allowed to give up… I'm allowed to die… What do I even require so much power for? I decided that I was obtaining power for just myself, did I not? If that's the case, then I, myself, decide that I've had enough. More than enough… I can't take it anymore.'
'I'm done.'
CRACKA—BOOOOOOM!!!
