[b]Fractal[/b] [i]“Well this is a most unusual request. I can attempt to fine-tune some of my processes and it will take time to adjust but… Does this sound about right?” –Ghost, female voice[/i] There were no words that could truly convey the depth and tragedy of this day. Humanity was victorious in the end but at the greatest cost. Even the Titans of the Six Fronts couldn’t have prepared themselves for what came. Like a great tide, it broke through their stalwart gates and swallowed all in its path. None were spared as it found its way into every nook or crack it could find. If hell was real place, the once steadfast city had become a horrific reflection of it. The great iron walls torn asunder. The shining pillars shattered and laid to waste. The small yet cozy homes were now billowing craters of char and smoke, and its broken families cowered inside any corner they could find. You could still hear mothers hushing their terrified children from even the slightest noise. “Did we really win?” Daewon asked himself, the grim scene forever burned into his memories. Around his feet, heaps of Fallen corpses covered every inch of the ruined floor. He couldn’t take a single step without stepping on one. No point in counting, he had stopped around a hundred and that was several days ago. The callous wind swept up his frayed bloodied sash and kicked up the embers of a smoldering city. With a long sigh, it felt like he took his first breath in ages. Releasing the lock on his helmet, it hissed as he pulled it off and let it fall to his feet. Several cracks streaked across its internal HUD, flickering until it finally died. Turning his head, fellow Titans emerged from behind cover and not a single one unscathed. He could already see many of his brothers and sisters sprawled among the debris with their enemy. Hopefully some of them were still breathing. Continued: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/10620712/1/Fractal [u]Thank you for reading. Please leave a like and comment what you think.[/u]