Chapter4~

Honour and glory

There's no point in speaking to a killer who takes pride in such things.

Knights cannot save the world.

They call certain methods of fighting and others evil acting as if there were some nobility to the battlefield.

Such illusions perpetrated by heroes throughout history.

Have lead to countless young.Men go there bloody deaths all for the sake of his valour and glory.

This heroic spirit here thinks that the battle field is something better then hell.

What a joke.
It's hell its self.

There's no hope on the battle field.
It holds nothing but unspeakable despair.

Just a crime we call victory,Paid for the pain of the defeated .
We are always still necessary to ourselves .

A simplistic death would not suit us.
That would simply be unbearable

We need something more, something greater,in order for us to die.

There will always be a battlefield to fight on
There will always be enemies to fight.
The world is vast.
Filled with unseen dangers and wonders..

Over flowing with strife and the smell of gunpowder.

There is no such thing is True peace!.
As lone as we love this accursed world,there won't be and such thing.!

War brings death,wounds and pain to both sides.

You look for meaning in death!?
But there is only pain and hatred,which you do not understand.which consumes you.

People die like trash.

An everlasting hatred accompanied
By a pain that Cannot be healed.

That is war
Throwing lives away
Even though every single solder has a family for their return
Even though we've already accomplished out goal
We still keep abandoning soldiers  who could be saved if we treated their wounds.

What about the soldiers who fall after this?

The nature of war it self is gruesome.

~ShadowFang

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