Raaawwwr!!!!

Angry shotgun man is ANGRY!!!!

...

This was it, the final hour
The collapse had fallen, and the skies cleared whilst the sun pierced through heavens false darkened gates; my mask thrown towards the rubble and my shotgun in my arms...
Neoprak was finished along with the traitor who had done so...

I yelled out,
"Cry free!!. Roar loud!!. Let us be heard!!
Our lives. Our Wills. Perceptions. And thoughts...
Humanity no more bound by force!!
Taste the air we so deserve!!
See the skies we have earned!!
Feel the wind, hear the birds, breath the atmosphere once more!!"

"This is how we know we are human, Neokprak had none of these whatsoever...
We are triumph because we have souls!"

as crowds of others formed after the fallen debris cleared, they too lifted their mask and gathered around me. i stood atop what had oppressed us for so long.

cheers and bouts of laughter streamed throughout the city as salt poured from my eyes. i wasn't crying because of our victory, but for the man who gave his life for our achievement...

nobody knew his name.
no one bothered to ask why.
not a single person cared to know about him.
but everyone nodded to his agreement in the path self destruction.

it was a damn shame, they think i'm the hero, it's pathetic because a true hero is like pissing yourself in dark pants, no one knows you did it, but you're the only one who realized it happened.

i lied about no one knowing his name and i lied about being at a h.u.b just at the very moment. it was planned out from the moment he gave me his dog tag.

His name was Jack Tremere, my brother.