[quote]You heroes need to learn how to accept the inevitable. When things don't go your way... You all think that there's always gonna be a way around it. I'm a Black Pariah now. No matter my loyalty, I'll always be hunted. Whether it be Chaos wanting to turn me into their weapon, or the Imperium trying to kill me because I'm theoretically powerful enough to kill the Emperor... My job is almost done. Restore the balance through vengeance; cinders unto fire. You'll have 10 years of peace away from Chaos if they keep their word. Rebuild. Save people. Do what I would never do, and create something more than a killing machine. [/quote] He finally takes off his helmet, melting it with superheated knives to add extra armour to Ryker's suit. His face is scarred, but only so much. His skirmish with the Summoner had left quite the impression, but not to the point of marring it. The Filipino Pyromaniac looked to be 23, yet his eyes told so much more than that. Light brown, with a hint of blue somehow dancing in between his irises. He looked... Tired. Not physically, just mentally. Like he had accepted something that made him distraught. Black hair was naturally spiked, short, and somehow having grey hairs lining his crown. Power had its toll on people in many different ways. [quote]This place is gonna blow any second now, and I only have so much fuel. Aim for the coast or the Venom ships, use the thrusters to cushion your landing. [/quote] He picks up Ryker, the millionaire unable to move a muscle due to the automated lock Phoenix had activate on his armour. Ash surges forth to assist in this, creating haphazard "limbs" to run alongside Luis' own arms and carry the full weight of the armour. As he approaches the edge, the firestorm begins fading. The serpents of heat occupying the Harbinger were all but gone, soon to be reduced to ash. They were running out of time. [quote]Don't try coming back, ya damned hero. [/quote]

"PHOENIX!" He reaches out his hand as he thrown, yelling his name. Ashes rained from the sky with debris, as Ryker fell time seemed to slow. He outstretched hand, a speck of ash fell on it. He looked at it, his mind flashing back. It was after a long day of fighting, and Ryker and Nova took the night to make camp. [i]Nova was sitting on a rock over looking a valley, they were resting in a cave. He turns and looks at Ryker, Nova still confused by the thought of existence. "Creator...." "Nova you can call me Ryker." He pauses, this man had given him life yet he didn't want anything in return except cooperation. If all humans were like this... He liked it. But the troubled look still remained. "Ryker.... Are you a god?" Ryker stops, his smile went away. "No. I'm just a man." He remembered Yharnam. A spec of ash fell on his hand from the fire, burning it. He didn't mind though.[/i] That's all he was. Just a man. A tear fell from his eye as he fell. He didn't know Phoenix very well, but he didn't want anyone else to die. A different colored flame surrounded him as he fell, more tears falling. A flame of grief... A purple flame.... He used the thrusters as he got to the ground. He couldn't help Phoenix anymore.. This was his fight. He collapsed against a tree as he watched the ship crumble slowly, still crying. As Phoenix turned to face Harbinger he chuckled. [i]So heroic....[/i]

[spoiler]BANANA JORGE NOOOOO!!!![/spoiler]