Now that i recollect

I never once grew curious who was at my back as i battled for kith and kin assuming foolishly drunk off of the notion: that we all were fighting as one for one purpose. Survival.

To conquer and thrive in a harsh environment.

By the time a young duke and his most loyal arms men made there way to field all swords had been sheathed all monsters routed or dying.

I had actually fallen out of favor with this recently arisen duke whose father treated us as equals and true-brothers. I-we had waged wars and founded deep bounds of loyalty and trust strictly through sacrifice and warefare. Time and honor.

His son hated it.

Cruel, abusive, selfish. Entitled and unashamed

The polar opposite of his staunch and honest, protective, steadfast father.

We almost always never got along as we trained.

His father found me young.

So we grew along side one another.

Truthfully until just now i would have suspected his animosity was so severe towards me

He'd turn a blind eye to my bestfriend being killed. While his brother in but blood being crippled by his goons. Fucked up yo.

Thats how it played out

The story advance against My will.

If this was a redo i'd find my real brother jordy.

Stand back to back with him.

Kill the duke on the spot and flee with my brotherhood intact. not alone while still at the height of my power

called over by someone who found a survivor

It was jordy he didn't have long left

Covered in grievous wounds

Coughing up blood.

Caught up in the throes of grief and hysteria i never noticed his wounds were man-made.

I cradled his body tightly

Obviously

This was my bestest friend ever. Saved my life to many times. Smoked my first sweetleaf with. Chased my first tail with.

We knew everything there was to know about each

Struggling to hold on

Gasping for air, dying in front of me

While i could do nothing

His arm rose like a broken sun only to fall

In the original sequence pain struck me as i turned

This time i turned the neck unnaturally so

To see a faceless comrade stabbing me in the back

My friend died beside me while faceless comrades gathered around blackout faces with only dirty grins visual.

Fucked up laughter chased me into unconsciousness