Violet Evergarden: Love? Violet Evergarden x Reader

C.H. Postal Company

Hello everyone it's time for a new chapter. Last chapter you and Violet got to bond a bit and have dinner together with your mom and Liz.

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POV: You

Part 1.

Murder, that's what I did to men on the battlefield. I didn't know them, I had no personal grudge against them, I didn't know why they fought, they could of been innocent or guilty, but their blood is still on my hands. Layer after layer of blood covers my hands, it may be invisible but it will forever be there. The sins I have committed is something that I can't ever forget, that I will not let myself forget.

I'm not sadistic like some who I have killed in the war but I had my motives to kill, whether those motives were worthy enough to kill hundreds was a question I wasn't able to truthfully answer until now. No, my motive wasn't worthy the deaths of hundreds.

In war it doesn't matter what every soldiers' reason is to fight, the only thing that matters is that the side you fight for wins said war. War happens for a reason, but is that reason worthy for all the deaths it takes to choose which side wins. For me, after being in the Continental War it showed me something, most wars are stupid and cost lives of many that didn't need to die. In the war, I was one of the murderers who killed many people who didn't need to die, because of the rage I initially fought on. That hatred I first had burned out a long ago, after realizing what I really needed to fight for, To make sure the Continental War ended and that another one doesn't start to prevent the deaths of Men, Women, and Children.

Sorry if you thought what I just typed was unnecessary.

I sat in a trench, tightly gripping my garand. Dirt was flying all over the place as the shells of mortars hit the ground near by. Enemy soldiers ran towards the trench and I shot one after another while fueled by hatred. I then hear some one yelling to my left as I looked out of the trench, I turned to my left to see an enemy soldier. He was charging at me with his bayonet and I aimed my gun at him to only notice that I was empty, I could of stabbed him but my bayonet wasn't equipped. Before the soldier could kill me, a head of hammer hit the soldier in the side of the head. The guy fell to the ground dead, behind where the dead guy formally stood was a guy with a scruffy salt and peppered beard that was trimmed, and black hair who was wielding a war hammer. To me it looked like he was very experienced with the war and his age wasn't the only thing that showed it.

"You should learn to control your anger kid , it corrupts the mind's rationality" The guy says while tapping his dome "You will realize what you really fight for one day"

"Thank you for the advice sir" I tell him.

"No problem kid" He tells me "Name's Keith"

"(Y/n)"

"Get down" He yells and we start to hear the sound of a MG shouting our way.

My eyes shot open from my sleep and I was covered in sweat. I look around to find myself in my room and not in a trench. As I calmed down I looked to my right and saw my hammer sitting against the wall. I got out of my bed and started to get ready. When I went in my closet to find something to put on I realized something. None of my clothes fit me any more.

"How could I forget about getting clothes?" I sigh.

I put on my military uniform since it was the only thing that fit me. I left my gas mask in my closet since there was no need to wear it along with all the equipment that was still on my uniform. I walked down stairs to find Mom and Liz eating breakfest.