Imagine living a full life, dying months after your beloved wife passes and being buried. Only to wake up 300 years later, called out of the grave to fight a final war against an alien invasion. Join Max Niekro, formerly living and now Risen as he deals with this reality as the forces of Earth, both living and dead...
Driving him in and pushing him out. This game of push and pull is driving him crazy. Words of love uttered a thousand times but even those sound like a made up lie. Is there really love from her for him or is he a mere escape from her cruel reality? (This story is based on the song Super Psycho Love by Simon Curtis)
This is just a little fanfic on some shit that happens after the end of ME3. Feel free to correct me on any mistakes. I own nothing.