TheSapphireDragon1

 And it was done. Judas' sword had plunged through my chest, striking my heart. And now I was dying. Something as simple as that could kill me, the perfect, supposedly indestructible bio-weapon of war. So much for that… For some strange reason though…I was starting to get cold. Never in my life had I ever felt this cold. Even through the harsh winter during my occupation of the abandoned building in Germany that I had called home. And yet…now…I could feel it. This cold that humans seemed to complain about. All through this, my body started to grow heavy as well it seemed. But regardless of my weakening body, I stood