I was a fool... The first mistake I’ve made, the one that has scarred me. To think, I would let my emotions control me and get the better of me... No more... I don’t want to make any more...
It all happened so fast... When we were about to leave the village, a large bandit group came and attacked the area. The sound of men, women and children screaming, they still haunt me... I could have saved them... I could have protected them... But there I was, paralyzed in fear as I watched, heart pounding fast as if it was going to explode...
I noticed a bandit ready to kill a young girl who was protecting what I assumed was her brother. My senses came back after I saw that. It reminded of how I protected my little brother... Controlled by anger, I ran as fast as I could, hoping I could reach the two in time. I did. But what happens next will never, ever make me forget...
I could only remember it for a moment, swinging my sword onto the bandit. But he jumped out of the way, dodging my swing. And instead... hit the young girl on her shoulder...
The cry of pain she made filled my ears as I lost my footing. My eyes darted to the bandit, his blade held up high as I realise too late on his attempt to strike. As he swung down his sword, I caught a glimpse of something hitting the bandit’s arm, instead of striking my skull... it hit my eye... I screamed in pain as I held my eye and eventually... I collapsed...
When I woke up, I was in bed, looking around as my vision blurred a little. My hand reached and felt something, my left eye was ba--ag-d up... Gareth and Alicia told me that they were worried after I passed out. Alicia helped with my eye and apparently, G----h was the one who intercept the bandit by tossing his axe and hitting the bandit’s arm.
Can I ever re--ore what I’ve done? The people I could have saved... The girl and her brother... A---ia says it’s not my fault... but... they wouldn’t have taken more innocent lives if I had just fought...
I’m scared... I can never look back the same way ever... I can no longer have this guilt inflict my very being... Nor do I want to pass it... Which is why... I’m not going back... -k-ra- Village... My own home... -----, my brother... I’m sorry...
It all happened so fast... When we were about to leave the village, a large bandit group came and attacked the area. The sound of men, women and children screaming, they still haunt me... I could have saved them... I could have protected them... But there I was, paralyzed in fear as I watched, heart pounding fast as if it was going to explode...
I noticed a bandit ready to kill a young girl who was protecting what I assumed was her brother. My senses came back after I saw that. It reminded of how I protected my little brother... Controlled by anger, I ran as fast as I could, hoping I could reach the two in time. I did. But what happens next will never, ever make me forget...
I could only remember it for a moment, swinging my sword onto the bandit. But he jumped out of the way, dodging my swing. And instead... hit the young girl on her shoulder...
The cry of pain she made filled my ears as I lost my footing. My eyes darted to the bandit, his blade held up high as I realise too late on his attempt to strike. As he swung down his sword, I caught a glimpse of something hitting the bandit’s arm, instead of striking my skull... it hit my eye... I screamed in pain as I held my eye and eventually... I collapsed...
When I woke up, I was in bed, looking around as my vision blurred a little. My hand reached and felt something, my left eye was ba--ag-d up... Gareth and Alicia told me that they were worried after I passed out. Alicia helped with my eye and apparently, G----h was the one who intercept the bandit by tossing his axe and hitting the bandit’s arm.
Can I ever re--ore what I’ve done? The people I could have saved... The girl and her brother... A---ia says it’s not my fault... but... they wouldn’t have taken more innocent lives if I had just fought...
I’m scared... I can never look back the same way ever... I can no longer have this guilt inflict my very being... Nor do I want to pass it... Which is why... I’m not going back... -k-ra- Village... My own home... -----, my brother... I’m sorry...
- Ka---
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