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Terrans are strange.

Terrans are strange.

For five long years, we had waged a bloody war with the Terrans. Five long years of fighting with no holds barred. And for five long years, a single legend among our people stood out. A soldier without equal, keeping the entirety of our army's morale afloat by sheer stubborn example. Wherever he went, Terrans fell in droves. He earned a nickname among the Terran soldiers, a rare thing even among their own ranks, a rare and exceptional accomplishment for any soldier. We all know the Terran's prowess in combat, their spite and tenacity that sees them through whatever vile hell you can think of for them. They endure your hell and emerge stronger for the experience, a fantasy come true for any general. But I am getting off track.

"The White Fury" they called him, on account of the white uniform he insisted on wearing into combat. To us, it was a beacon of hope and salvation. To the Terrans, it was a beacon of death and carnage. The name given to him by the Terrans became the name with which he was known to us, as such "heroes" were not a cultural thing among our people, previously.

Bounties were placed on his head, growing larger and larger for every battle he participated in. When credits failed to secure results, they started sending assassins. After the 15th had been sent back to them in pieces, they were done with subtleties. The following battle became his last, the Terrans sent a whole damn battalion after him the moment his white uniform was spotted on the battlefield.

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The Terrans have never released the official death count from the battalion that finally killed our great hero. Still, the video of their victory is now mandatory in every educational institute across the galaxy.

Most believe, much like I myself did when I first saw the video, that the Terrans are going to rush in and defile the corpse of someone so successful in annihilating their numbers. And just like I did, their expected horror turns to awe, as the Terrans initially rush in but stop several steps from the still-warm corpse, creating a circle around the dead soldier. His ruined uniform still shining with patches of white among the splatter of blood, dirt, and grime from the final battle. I expected them to burn the corpse, mock it, strip it naked, kick it over, anything. Anything other than what they did.

A Squad of engineers is instead ordered to clear the area of debris, with instructions to be very careful with the dead body. In a few minutes, a several square-meter area is cleared of all but the dirt on which they stand, and a grave is meticulously dug out in the proper dimensions as befits my people. With great care, they placed the dead hero in the grave and covered it, before planting a sign to mark the grave. The video ends with a still image of the monument they raised on the spot a short while later. The inscription is what led our people to sue for peace.

"To our brave and noble enemy."

Terrans are strange.