Sword on my back, pistols at my sides, rifle in my hands, and my helmet on my head, I step off into the void...a fitting death I think, for one like me...ah but it's a long fall huh? Might as well make it count... I think I have pen somewhere...

An aspiring writer falling through the void who thought NOW would be a good time to start writing, but, at least there's time now, right?...right?