Chapter 164 I Can't Let It End!
Crisga Jamon's Island: Base Camp: Pap Vs Arwi
Pap Holder:
Cold my body feels so cold. Everything right now seems so deem as I try to look at the sky, but my eyes won't open up any wider, is this what death feels like? Just very foggy and cold and unable to move a muscle, hic! Hic! I'm sorry Mr. Ver, I'm sorry Mr. Rint, I don't...I can't continue this crazy journey with you guys.
As my breathing starts to slow even more as my blood pressure drops from the blood loss in my abdomen, with my right hand placed on the gaping hole trying to contain the blood from seeping out even further, blinking extremely slow as I try my hardest to keep my eyes open and my consciousness from slipping away. Streaming down from the corners of both my eyes I cry once more, this time without making a peep as I feel death near, creeping up on me like it wants me to step through that bright door in the heavens. Clutching the now moist and red earth dyed with my copious amounts of blood as I dig my fingers deep, with my mind starting to blip in and out of control, I begin to hallucinate from the shear lack of oxygen getting to my brain, muttering something to myself, what feels like my last words, with my voice faint almost like a slim breeze blowing from a crack in a window, I say deep in my mind, I....cant...let...it...end.
After finally getting out those struggling words as I fight to cling on to the living, coming from the distance as he leisurely walks toward me, with his black gunergy aura dissipating little by little with every step he makes as he nears ever closer to my motionless body. Stopping only a couple inches away as he looks down at me with no emotion on his face, Arwi says, I would say in your final moments of breathing right now pirate kid or whoever you are, that you were not bad of an opponent. But then I would be lying to you, it just sucks that you had to fight me. Any who rest in peace kid or wherever you're going.
Shifting his body to the left as he turns to face the same direction he came from, after making his snide and egotistical remark, Arwi then begins to start his gait. Tired but angry after hearing his shitty ass words, passionately gripping the dirt even harder with every ounce of strength I can muster, I say in my mind one more time, I....can't....let it.... end, not like this. I can't.... let it end. Letting out that same mantra as my fingers can't grip the ground anymore. Slowly sliding off the baseball sized hole carved into my midsection, my hand parts from the wound, now with my right hand laying next to my green pistol, as my eyelids almost begin to touch as my world around me seems to go hazy, feeling one more thing as my blood from my wound drizzles down my leg near my pistol, I say, if there is a god up there, follow your heart and let me survive this please, I want to see Mr. Ver achieve his goal.
PSSSSH! PSSSH! PSSSH! PSSSH!
End of Chapter 164