He noticed the body floating out there, burned beyond recognition, and bleeding... teal? Oh well, it didn't matter.
"Lor? Would you mind retrieving the body out there?"
"Why?"
"Even if it's dead, I may still gain some grand insight into its anatomy and other assorted biological information."
She had to admit, at least this young one did have some exquisite vocabulary, whoever taught him taught him well.
After sending out some retrieval nodes, and bringing the body back in, Magolor then took it and rushed to the medical room.
The body was cold, but not stiff. Just as he got a tool for cutting, he swore he heard the slightest groan. Approaching cautiously, he poked its face face with the hilt of the tool.
"Hello?"
"Grrrrruauuughhhhhh."
He jumped back in surprise, nearly dropping his tool, "Y-you're... alive?"
"Y-yeaughhhhh."
Magolor wasn't sure about what to do now.
"Fina-lly, some go-od fu-kin oxyg-en."
"....."
"Ev-erything hu-urts."
He paused, before responding, "That's kinda what happens when you uhhhh.... are left out in space."
"Owww..."
Whelp, at least there's someone else there, to keep him company.
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The Story Of A Mage
FanfictionThis is a telling of Magolor's life, from start, to present. From where he was from, to his discovery of the Starcutter, to his rise to power, and his fight through hell. Also there's his story of how he met Marx. Quite a few chapters tell their tal...
