The Gecions Of Pintarch Chapter 1: The time it took As the blood trickled down Serdas' face only one thing came to mind, how true it was that the race of the Gecions could really fuck up this world. The lightning that gracefully but destructively stroked the ground around Serda was making such a loud crashing crushing cowardly retreat, it was deafening, but it left him unscarred and unaware of the danger... As the blood trickled down his face...

Live Or Let Die I am the blood in your veins, I am the you blade in battle... your gun at war, I am your closest friend... your worst enemy, I am the dreams that help you sleep... The nightmares that wake you, I am your guardian angel... The demon trying to drag you into hell, I am the light that allows you to see... The darkness you will forever see, I am with you all the time... But never there...... Because in truth, you are your own enemy... You are your own destruction... Only you can choose... Live or let die.