It had been some time since an expendable had utilized a revive token, a rare moment that allowed me to savor the warmth of my newly wedded wife. You might be wondering how such a union was even possible. The answer lies in a small, intimate ceremony held amidst the rugged beauty of the Badlands, where we invited only the experiments we held dear to witness our vows.

Now, in this tranquil moment, my wife and I were nestled together, far from the chaotic scene where the Expendables were typically lifted from the depths of the water. The scythe, a symbol of my duty, lay forgotten beside us. With a gentle touch, I twirled her hair around my fingers, my four arms cradling her with a tenderness that spoke volumes. In this embrace, the world outside faded away, leaving only the profound connection we shared—a bond forged in the fires of adversity and sealed with love.