Personal Logs of Hadrian Rail Codename: Virus

[Virus]

Personal Log: Captain Hadrian Rail Codename: Virus
Star-date: 3288-19-11

Its been a few days.... A lot has happened. First, the terrorist Arch-Angel has been destroyed so far, 3 times. And an almost global war is developing. Funny they call it global.... Its space... Many planets, not just one to be called a globe.

I have recruited a new member to the Rheinland Military, a Tombfyre. He seems to have potential. I will, of course, do my best to help him along. But all this war and bounties and everything is blowing my mind. I haven't slept in fourtynine hours and feel like someone bashed me in the head with a lead pipe. Heh.... Lead isn't used anymore as it was too dangerous to people. Dangerous... No one cares about danger. Every ship every where has weapons... And they all know how to use them. Its a kill or be killed situation and I'm starting to realize this. Maybe the RM isn't working to correct this. Maybe they are actually trying to hep this move along.... No... That's nonesense... What am I thinking. I doubt myself, I doubt my ship..... I doubt.... My cause....

Life isn't going to well... Today I was onboard the Aerus, escorting Tombfyre to Tau-31 and back.... Talking to Sparton and Titus of the TG. I am now back in New Berlin.... And I feel like killing myself...-sigh-

I'm useless to the RM now... A man with too much doubt.... Is just that... Useless. I feel like taking my battlegroup and doing the unthinkable. Fight everyone. The AW, the IG, the SDF and LS, and lastly..... The amazing RM. Heh..... These are just the rants of a mad man. A man who's spilled too much blood to be able sleep. I am that man. I've killed many people... Pirates they all were... But they were people all the same. Now... Just a few specks of dust is what's left of them.

No. I must stay with myself, and the RM. My suffering is for the greater good. A free, more peaceful society. Not House versus House versus Pirates.... Bah. Take me away from here.........

Now I've gone and done it.... I've wished for death... Now death will come. Either as master... Or as stealer of the soul.... He's coming now. I have but one choice, fight him and everything else in my way.... To the end.

What am I talking about! I sound like..... Like... The bringer of death... Someone save me from this hell.

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