problems festering, until it came to light, then he would finally admit to the wrong, but never before.He was very intelligent, awkward, but unless you looked, you would think he was just shy. There wasalways a battle ragging inside of him. Never your friend or enemy, he loved or hated you on a whim.
As Damien’s and Hector’s eyes met, Damien could tell Hector did not approve of him going to see the
devastation left by their greatest champion. The look turned from anger to pity. Hector knew he did nothave much time left. This frail body was failing every time he breathed, he could feel the life draining.His time was coming to an end. Hector moved a chair close to his bed side. Hector said in a scathing
remark, “Did you enjoy your death defying adventure? Was it worth it?” Unfazed by his questions,Damien said “Grab the parchment and write this down. Store it in your heart, and listen to my dyingwords.” Feeling the end near Damien continued, “
I have been a murderer, sent men to their death fornothing. I am a cheat, fraud and do not deserve any praise or should be remembered. The only thingthat is important is that this story will be passed and shared.
” Hector paused, looked shocked, he neveronce that Damien was all this. Hector mustered the strength to ask “Why now? Why must you sharenow? People still think of you as the protector this great free realm of people.” Damien answered, “They
have only been told what weaker men have believed; that
I was protecting them. When the truth is… I
was trying to protect this world. I wanted this war to end years ago. However, people and their greedare hard to persuade. Peace does not have a profit, but war is full of wealth and fame. For the greatergood I sent men to their death; enacted a mandatory military duty to all citizens, even to every lord andhigh class citizen. In the name of ending the war, I did far worse. I allowed weapons of great and terribledestruction into our strategy to find out that it did nothing but feed the beast more. Every day therewere higher death counts. I allowed these to get out; to wake up the people to this idea of perpetualwar is killing us. However, it just enraged more to join. I had a great and massive army at my di
He stops and coughs up more blood. Wheezing from all the coughing, Hector rushes from his chair toattempt to ease his pain, there is nothing that can be done.
“I’m alright… for now,” Damien says. “We need to continue. I have little time left.” He
ctor nods and goes
back to the chair. “I am not proud of leaving children without a father and leaving a family without their
sons to carry on a name. My idealism got in the way of seeing what was before me. I treated each lifelike a vapor, and most went as quickly as I sent them out. I still believe this war needs to end, but do notknow how to stop this immovable force. The idea of always being at war, only started as an idea, butsome ideas have a deadly infection that spread and never let go. Now there is no sign that it will, until
this city burns and all you hear are screams…”Confused, Hector wanted to more, “What do you mean that the city will burn and the only thing youhear are screams?” Damien answered, “I have had this dream of me standing on t
op of the highest pointin the city. I see the fire burning everything. Nothing can stop it. Its purpose is vengeance against thepeople. As the blaze burns, the cries of men roar through the streets. The cries of women sound theimpending doom. The childr
en cries let you know there is no future…”
A tear rolls
down Damien’s cheek.
“If there is no future for a city, there is no hope. This is why this story needs to shared. “While Damienwas collecting his thoughts, Hector asked, “So where does it end? I stil
l do not understand why this story
needs to be told. Everyone knows you have tried to stop it. What are you not telling me?” Realizing the
truth needed to come out, Damien struggled to sit up. Once he was situated he became to tell the truth.