Explosions rocked the earth beneath my feet. I felt every gunshot, every death in that battle. I heard crying from the soldiers, the enemy. I walked forward through the battle. Lucius firing his pistols towards the enemy. Rhode slicing the hooded figures apart. I saw Charius picking up soldier after and soldier and throwing them off the nearby cliff. I walked slowly through this battlefield wondering.. Why? Why fight over whatever it is we are fighting over when things could be lost. People's families being torn apart over someone else's decision. I walked. That's when I heard it. The cry, the blood hitting the dirt. I looked down at myself, I wasn't me. I was Chara. I looked up to see Charius fall, a bullet in the back. I caught him...
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I caught him and I cried. I sobbed over his death, but I wasn't me. I knew this had to be a dream...
I woke up in my bed, Charius holding me from behind. I relaxed. It was over.
