...no. But. [But OH NO. Time for a minor existential crisis in the middle of Kwik Trip. As one does.
[ Why would they pick him? He is literally no one special--there were literally hundreds of other Ultramarines--a thousand, in fact, when the chapter is at full strength. ]
[He freezes in position, trying to puzzle it out, until someone yells at him that he needs to move his fat ass out of the way. Gadriel turns and finds him again. Hi, sorry, were you snack picking in peace? Not anymore. ]
But why me? But it's a mission? We're supposed to save a world? [Heavily armed golden retriever is confused. ]
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[ Why would they pick him? He is literally no one special--there were literally hundreds of other Ultramarines--a thousand, in fact, when the chapter is at full strength. ]
[He freezes in position, trying to puzzle it out, until someone yells at him that he needs to move his fat ass out of the way. Gadriel turns and finds him again. Hi, sorry, were you snack picking in peace? Not anymore. ]
But why me? But it's a mission? We're supposed to save a world? [Heavily armed golden retriever is confused. ]