Originally Posted by
Ayu
You are on a battlefield laying face-first in the ground. You sit up in a daze, and as you look up, you see the endless battlefield; the same battlefield you reside in at this very moment. The Hell of war and chaos has completely engulfed this land. Canons balls repeatedly strike the nearby land surrounding you. You are nearly deafened from the chaos. However, even so, you can still faintly but distinctly hear all the sounds of the battlefield surrounding you. The cannon balls crashing into the earth, the continuous gun fire raping the air, screams of agony and pain from your dying soldiers; You can hear everything.
You are the Lieutenant of your massive brigade. Prideful and complacent, you had lead your army into this battle being so sure of your victory and even so sure of it has to do so against the constultance of your superiors. But.. your army is being obliterated right before your eyes, and you are powerless to stop the battle already put in motion. The battle is a failure. This is all you fault. You are unnaturally calm amidst this hellish battle for the only reason that you are more concerned with your sin, your fatal error, over your own life. Every comrade who fell today fell because of your arrogant pride. And regardless if you could ever undo this terrible mistake you have made, a captain must go down with his ship.
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