25 Screw Dragon (1/2)

I wake up in the morning and what do I find.

”What the hell is a dead body doing in front of my door, and why am I so drained; DRAGON,”.

{Yes Host?}

”I know for a fact you had a hand in this. Who else could it have been. I mean all my Elms are gone, and I don't have the skill of passive regeneration to fix it,”.

{Host should use Power Words self sacrifice to gain a much needed boost to Elms}

...

I walked out of my door, and all I saw was a mess. Bodies were littering the ground. I started to arm myself with their backward slug throwing guns. No lasers, plasma, radiation beams, just plain old metal guns.

I reloaded the rifle and moved on.

{Can host download data off of the main terminal}

”Do you have a usb port?”

{ Dragon can take temporary control of host's arm to create a port for Dragon}

I started to do a steady jog around the complex. I spotted the control room and as I walked towards the door someone grabbed my leg.

”Help me, please sir help,”

A wounded guard was lying on the floor. Slash marks were cauterized by flames, and his face was a gross amalgamation of flesh. He was groaning and yet all I did was turn my left hand into a knife and stab down.

shink

Like a blade returning to its sheath it slid right into the guard's throat as he gurgled and died miserably.

{Host should realize that helpful NPCs and a better mental state could be achieved by not killing helpless people}

”You want me to save them?”

{No, but host should at least try; Dragon does not want host to act like a deranged A.I. before Dragon}

And so we got into the command room.