Ending 3

        Facing an army of troops numbering in the tens of thousands, our hero holds an antique machine gun. Its effectiveness may be low, but his XhAvieR is out of ammo. He has no choice but to use this gun, handed down from generation to generation. The gun is unique and has infinite ammunition. However, its power core is unstable and extended use is dangerous. However, Conva does not fear to use it. In fact, holding the weapon of his ancestors is enough to fill him with the strength of a million men. Conva squeezes the trigger and a bullet is propelled from the chamber, punching through the armor and coming to a rest in the flesh of the nearest soldier. Conva's heart pumps rapidly. He feels a rush of adrenaline like no other. Suddenly, he drops the gun, unsheaths two hidden knives, and plunges them deep into the bone of Trooper 4523. His athletic figure skillfully dodges the energy bolts fired by the enemy. One by one, he cuts the troops down, savoring the bloody glory of it all as the soldiers scream in a twisted agony. In a mere ten minutes, he has managed to kill all of the soldiers. He stands triumphantly on top of a mountain of bloody, wrangled bodies and throws his knives down, both of them bloody and dull. He picks up his gun again and approaches the Supernov. Without hesitation,  he shoots the machine. The machine suddenly bursts in to flame. he has just minutes to get out. always the resourceful fellow, he throws a charge at the wall. Three-two-one-BOOM! the wall bursts open in a hurricane of fire and brick. Conva runs through, triumphant.
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