Board Thread:Fanmade/@comment-27560171-20170201035100/@comment-30170451-20170201203750

Neil rides at the desert, holding his horse for the final part of the stage. His mind is of a man trying to organize ideas in a storms of thoughts. "I have seen many strange things in the past. Some things were only tricks, other things I wouldn't dare to guess if was magic, god or the devil. I put everything behind in the hope of going back to God's path, even though I expected to still see more weird things. But this race... I couldn't expect any of this, not by a long shot."

"People swimming in the ground like it was water, shooting lighting out of their hands, controling rain. All of them suposidualy possess by spirits of war. And now I could be too. God is really making my path like this because all I have done. He is making sure that I make up for all of the shit."

Neil speed up, still holding Moondance, as his determination burn inside him.