Judgment

    It was the final showdown of the war against the Dragons. My body was forced into a suit of pure technology by the enemy scientists after an explosion happened on a raid I took part of against their warship. Everyday I was forced to kill my own kind in ways that haunted me in my sleep. The only time I was ever me in charge and not the monster they forced me to become ...a titan. A titan forged from technology and evil magic to seal my soul to the suit. My former "friends" dubbed me a Techno Titan, when I was forced to fight them.
    The stench of blood and death filled the air all around me, I wanted it all to stop, I wanted anyway for this to end, I guess my wish was granted when my birth planet sent an anti-matter missle towards the ship I was commanding against my will. Everything went into a blur quickly as the explosion hit. Then nothing everything got quite.
`My vision filled with darkness as every bit of strength left my body. Cold metal shrapnel pierced and tore away at my flesh, The very suit that kept me alive was becoming my coffin as blood escaped my body. The taste of copper filled my mouth as I coughed up blood and bile from my body. The Pressure around me grew intense for the first time in what felt like minutes I could hear sirens blaring as the ship tore itself apart from the explosion. Just when I thought it was the end of my existence, I saw a shadowy figure approach me it was a being cloaked in a black robe that held fur on one shoulder and a skull on another. My vision was blurred even more with the sirens growing louder and louder, when everything was normal I was near a river somewhere I never seen, The ground was pitch black with red cracks. The Figure reached over and put his bony hand on my still bleeding shoulder.
    Time stood still when he touched me and my wounds healed, I wasn't in the suit anymore, I was me. I was happy for a while, I didn't care I was lead on a boat made of Bloodwood for a while. A thought came to me "Where is he taking me?", before I got to ask my answer came clear as the water turned into boiling blood, The boat was heading towards a massive wooden gate with an inscription on it that read "Omnes qui ingrediuntur omni spe est." I didn't need to study Latin to know what that place was, I was peering at the very gates of Hell.