January 8, 2063
It is crazy how the will to survive makes one willing to put up with despair.
How one contemplates the end, yet unable to end it themselves, cowardice.
Hoping for something better, not sweating to get it. Prolonging one's own suffering, that was me, that was me a couple of months ago.
But look, I put a date this time, I'm still alive.
It's a new year, a new beginning, though we are like eight days in that new beginning.
Did you know that dragons exist, yeah, like legit dragons. I'm talking about those animated comic books one's.
Super strong, super intelligent, can turn into super studs or sexy busty dragon chick.
LIKE BRUH! They're really real, and they are on our side, now I am not going to kid ya, they are not promising to protect us or anything, no.
I literally saw a busty dragon chick walking around. She was dummy thick, like, I'd be okay with dying right there if I could just feel it.
Until someone else did exactly what I was planning, She did not die fast, and yes I said SHE.
But no, really, they have given us knowledge on how to fight back.
The biggest help is mercury, mercury is like death to these fuckers. Also the dragon has informed us that they are not angels nor demons but spiritual beings.
And all are created, but some are the creation of the created, it all a fuck tard of a mess. All we need to know is we can kill them.
Humanity is in real danger and in order to survive we all must fight. So I joined the cause. The dragons stayed in their humanoid form which made it easier for them to train us hands on.
Beside the horns, eyes, and other small things like tail and scale, they look human. I recently completed my basics, so I will be assigned to a unit.
This whole week I was off duty, I found you among my things and decided to write to you again. The dragons say you will be a lot stronger if you're honest with yourself, use your pain and your trauma as fuel.
Know why you fight, what you like, what you do this for. I do this for Carol, if these things didn't show up, that boy wouldn't have lost his family nor his future.
I will be rushing headlong into death jaws, telling the bastards to grent their teeth. If I find time or make it back, I'll tell you how it went.
March 16, 2063
Fighting with dragons, fighting with dragons, fighting with,This bitch is getting on my nerves!
So its been like a really long time, let's just say, humanity is making a comeback alongside the dragons. We currently have found some spiritual being to pleasantly torture for information.
We are really doing better, I wouldn't say good because of the torturing, clearly.
But better! Big cheeks smiling better, but this dragon, uhggg!
Let's start there, so I've gotten really good at surviving, now I'm even better at killing, which by the way boosts my survival rating. I'm talking, if I was a gacha, five stars, SSS across the board, I'm the shit!
BUT, this chick, our unit captain is a dragon. Sense dragons are helping us, all units follow their leader which are dragons.
Now when I say all unit leaders are dragons, I mean the cream of the crop, if you finish training and all you know is how to do is point the gun like a basic bitch, then you get a regular human captain.
But for those excelling at completely destroying the enemy, retrieving intel and surviving like a glorified bad ass, you get a dragon!
Why take the heli when you can just fly into a hot spot on your captain's back and just start choppin, I mean BLASTIN!
Though you have to watch for her wings, no cap. They are strong, prideful, intelligent, honorable, and at times beautiful creatures. Like humans, and just like humans she can be an unreasonable bitch.
Dragons follow a hierarchy of the strong, if you're strong you rule, those who are weak follow, very simple.
Now I'm not saying I had trouble in the beginning, but I can tell that the trouble definitely started after this incident.
There was a raid on an enemy base, orders were to kill, capt gave the order, me and the boyz executed them, standard opts right.
We went in, blasted some angels, found some humans, men and women, all huddled in this beautiful garden inside this facility.
These people were with children, at that moment, I don't know why but I did not fire my weapon, though I can't say much for the others.
After all the dust settled we walked among the bodies looking for survivors, there were more children than adults, and more male than females. Why didn't the male give the children to the women and fight.
Now I don't mean to sound sexist but you know.
But then I saw it, under a man's body, the bullet pierced through his shoulder. With skin white as snow, red blood eyes, horn press from the forehead, sandy hair matching the man with a single long fang.
It made sense why the angels were trying so desperately to kill us, this was their offspring. A union that crosses the boundary of species, I don't know if it was force but, these men and women tried to protect their children, so too did the monster.
I made my report and received a good job for killing potential enemies of the state.
Potential! They said, I only remember half of what happened after because I started drinking heavily, but from what the boys told me. I got into a fight with the captain, and apparently.
Now, this is what they said happened. In the midst of getting my ass kicked, I bit her boob, kicked her in the crotch, then managed to get a grenade in her mouth.
Don't worry, no corporal punishment, the bitch is very much still alive. After that she literally been coming up with suicidal missions to get me killed. Now, no one in the unit wants to get caught next to me.
They won't even say hi, or make a joke like damn Pete, you're still alive, nothing.This can't go on, so I've decided to talk to her.