#I felt like these shorter sentences portray the semi-lucid/shocked feeling of the last crawl towards the beam at the end of me3
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Mass Effect Trilogy Appreciation Week - Day 5
Wake up, soldier. No time to rest. Not yet. That’s it. Yes, everything hurts, but you have to ignore it. Get up. You still have a job to do. There you go. Well done. Chest hurts, probably broken ribs. Vision fuzzy, cybernetics are acting up. In arms and legs too. Bio amp fried. Doesn’t matter. Grab your gun. Get going. Straight ahead. Good. Keep moving. Must. Keep. Moving. Come on, soldier. It’s not that far. You’re almost there. What is it, a hundred meters? You had to run kilometers with heavy gear in boot. This is nothing. Just one foot in front of the other. The beam is right there. You can make it. You will make it. You have to. For everyone. Everyone who died for this. Kaidan. Mordin. Thane. Legion. Every soldier whose names you didn’t get to learn. They sacrificed everything for this. For you. You can’t let it go to waste. And you have to do it for everyone still alive. The trillions in the galaxy. For Earth. For the Normandy. Everyone you know and love. Tali. Garrus.
Liara.
That’s it, think about her. You have to save her. Let that drive you. What’s a few broken ribs? Your limbs still work. You can walk. You can fight. You will reach that beam. You will get to the Citadel. You will activate the Crucible. You will stop the Reapers. If not for yourself, then for them. For her. You knew this was most likely a one-way trip. You already said your goodbyes. You’ve been living a borrowed life for the last two years. You were literally built for this. Stop the Reapers. Save Liara. She kept you going through so much. Let her do it one last time. Incoming Husks. Focus on aiming. Good shooting, but no time to rest. You’re coming out of shock. Get ready to take full control. Just a few more meters to the beam. A few steps, then the Citadel, then saving Liara. Watch out, marauder behind the wreckage. It’s injured, you can take it out. Very good. There you are, coming back to yourself. Just in time. Just up this ramp. You made it. Good work, soldier.
You can rest soon.
#trilogyweek2025#mass effect#I hope the style isn't too choppy for readability#I felt like these shorter sentences portray the semi-lucid/shocked feeling of the last crawl towards the beam at the end of me3#the pov 'character' is shep's inner monologue in this one#I imagine it as an amalgam voice of everyone she lost plus her own voice#similar to the nightmare voices but more of an amalgam#and yeah this shep has some fucked up feelings about the lazarus project stuff#get told that someone spent a literal fortune on rebuilding you and then everyone keeps saying the galaxy relies on you and you alone#gonna have some effects#who knows maybe shep can get some therapy if they make it through somehow#god knows they need it#tomorrow is gonna be a lot less angsty (I actually already have it written through the wonders of insomnia)#I can make no promises for last day though#and there's definitely gonna be some angst next week :3#lao does a writing
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