The Last Bastion

The Last Bastion

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication jeu., juil. 27, 2017
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Action & Thriller
The last Bastion Omnic has been trapped in his own mind, finding himself wandering and trying to kill every human. Will he find peace with nature or will killing every human finally leave him satisfied? •might contain strong language and vivid scenes• (Inspired by overwatch) Enjoy!
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(Note: This story may contain mature content such as mentions of sexual topics, emotional trauma, manipulation, etc. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!} ---------------------- War. It's always happening, only taking long pauses. You're a top agent for Overwatch. It's not the highest of highs, but it's definantly not low. One day, you were commanded by your higher up to stop an attack from Null Sector happening in Kings Row. Of course, you accepted. Arriving there, you notice that there's barely even a fight happening, only a couple of casualties, but none dead. You investigate, eventually finding a wounded omnic getting harassed and assaulted by several humans. But the omnic in question was a surprise. ...A ravenger? ------------------------------------------- Here you are. Now on the ground in pain, cowering at the one person you love. Everything sucks. But he was the only one that understood you. You groan at the pain, looking up at his metallic body. He flexes his arm back, threatening to throw one more punch to finish you off. "I... I..." ------------------------ I do not own anything in this story, other than the story itself. You belong to you. Cover by https://twitter.com/Jam_Star135/status/1628098229060669440

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