Survive! Survive! Survive!
That was all the pirate could think about. That was all his body and his mind could scream.
Even though he had bestowed all manners of death upon others, he had never felt the electrifying haze of its smell so sharply, so piercingly.
Even though he had massacred planets either for resources or for political maneuvers he had just been a pawn in, even though he had raided spaceships just for the pleasure of being able to do as he wanted, to kill, to destroy, to devour, to eat… to rape… he had never felt the same despairing weakness as clearly as he doing now.
Regret? No, he was not regretting his unhinged past. That had paid well enough. Only…
Survive! F*CKING DAMN IT!! SURVIVE!!!
