Sad goodbye in #dayz

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NomadicSutter

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Published on April 3, 2024 7:10:56 AM ● Video Link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LyizM9HRZhs

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DayZ (2013)

Duration: 0:40

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Under the shadowy skies of Chernarus, Jax and I journeyed towards the desolate Northern Airfield, a beacon of hope in a land forsaken. Our path, however, was not to be unchallenged. From the eerie silence, we were abruptly besieged by a horde of relentless zombies, their eyes void of soul, hungering for the life we clung to. The ambush was swift, the infection, merciless.

With our bodies ravaged by the virus and our stomachs echoing the pangs of dire hunger, we trudged forward, each step a testament to our dwindling resolve. Jax, my companion in arms, the legendary slayer known for his prowess with nothing more than a screwdriver, was succumbing faster than I to the cruel fate that awaited us.

In the twilight of our journey, with the specter of death looming over, we shared what was to be our final meal – a meager offering against the hunger that gnawed at our very essence. It was a solemn feast, filled with the weight of unspoken goodbyes.

As Jax's strength waned, I turned to him, my voice barely a whisper against the howling wind, "Farewell, my friend, the mightiest screwdriver slayer Chernarus has ever known." It was a goodbye to a comrade, a warrior, and to an era that saw us battle not just the undead, but the very darkness within us. In that moment, amid the desolation and despair, we were heroes, our saga etched into the annals of survival, our spirits indomitable. RIP Jax

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