You Will Be Reborn

[Jak Mar]

The Nexus...

The annoying hurt of death.

He'd felt it once too many... what for? Nothing? Pointless fights that only got him killed in the end.

The mercenary felt the sting of death in Dante's Abyss through a merciful slam of a back of a shovel by a red suited man, he couldn't blame the man however. He was upset at himself for what happened. He had gotten blood on his hands from Dante's Abyss. It was just another victim, but every victim tore Jak apart from the inside. It made him puke. Two victims he had claimed... Dynamite...

But he had payed for it in the Colosseum, by fighting his literal equal. That was a fantastic fight however it didn't end out as how he wanted. His dark side had pratically almost murdered the demon hunter but the demon hunter had countered his moves in a interesting way. One of them had to die, one of them went on. Why did Dante save him?

Because they were equals..

But his dark side could sense the frustrations inside of Jak.

"What's got you in such a ... bad mood, Jak?"


None of your business..

Easy, Jak.. Only trying to help... His dark side laughs.

One could see that Jak was almost talking to himself, however he wasn't.

Jak's Light Side had come to light and forced the dark from annoying him every so often.

“Dante… You there?” Jak had called out as he ran toward the devil hunter near the fountain of infinity.

Teucer’s adventure had taught him that weapons were important to survival. His guns being by his side again had been a final relief.

A breath taken to see a old friend, a old Ally he should of been able to make it toward Dante instead of Dying by the cyberdemon for a group..

that could give two shits less about him.

and that pissed him off.