(Very quickly, I'd like to note that if you haven't finished SDR2 and would not like to be spoiled then I suggest you do not read this and move on)

-Peko's POV-

(This is your last waring, there are major spoilers for a death in SDR2)

   I was surrounded by a hoard of robotic soldiers, with my sword in hand. felt the tug of strings on my arms and legs, despite there being nothing. I was forced to raise my sowrd and was thrusted forward. I quickly sliced most of the robots in my path, very quickly and without control of my body. One of them tried to suprise me but I cut it in half, not realizing that my young master was standing in distance of my sword. Before I knew it I sliced upward, but my sword hit something that wasn't made of metal scraps....It was Fuyuhiko, my young master....I had accidentally cut his right eye when I had cut through the robot. I dropped my sword on the ground, pulling him close. I needed to fulfill my duties as his tool, up until the moment I die. I held him close to my chest to protect him from the oncoming hoard. I whispered gently into his ear. "I'm sorry young master...." I felt the thousands of swords pierce through my body, but the last thing I heard from my master was. "I love you Peko." Everything just faded away.