The forgotten Warrior

"Never Again." I say, "But you have to help us!" i hear her plead, they always plead, why do they have to plead? " N-O, NO!" i yell at her, only to quietly follow it with "Never again." i take another swig from one of the many bottles littering my table as she stands up, "Good Luck finding your way out of that bottle, you will need it." and i sigh, why do i keep doing this to myself? It's not like they appreciate it, another battle waged, countless souls lost, all for the purpose of killing again until they realize the errors of their ways. I let out a audible sigh before i stand up, reaching for my blade, grabbing it by its familar hilt turning towards the door, placing my helmet back onto my head breathing in the familar smell of iron before heading towards the door, "Mabye one more time." - David the wandering soldier.