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— Apocalypse Now Guild Hall —[/center]

This was what the Death Knight had been dreaming of all these years. The End, the Death of everything. Even the vile undead abominations could be, not exactly forgiven, but looked past at a time like this. In just a few minutes time all life would cease and be given its reward. He looked forward to it after granting it to so many.

He sat and nursed a drink, sipping it slowly to make it last until the very end. Kallahar stood with his back to a wall, not going to meet his fate sitting down. This was a celebration, of course. He was only here on a whim, the original plan being to dive once more into battle, to go out fighting and bringing Death.

Behind the avatar Katelyn wondered what she might choose next to fill her time and break up the monotony of life. Perhaps that shooter Dive game. It was a shame to lose all of the progress carefully earned since the games launch.

He recognized an individual with armor that he recognized as being that of a Death knight. He possessed a set of his own before adopting the profane Plate of the Dark Knight class. Kallahar walked closer with his drink. The drink of choice had a mild healing effect and his amulet left a trail of blood drops behind as it stored the excess HP. 

[color=#bc8dbf]"So this is the way that things end. Perhaps it is better this way than to have a lingering, suffering death."[/color]

[@Dead Cruiser]