As the haze of the battlefield clears, silence falls. I see many dead around me.

Another battle.

Another scene of destruction.

The Dark king has destroyed more innocent lives.

I take a moment to say prayers to the nameless gods.

My eyes open...blood...blood everywhere. There are so few injuries. Death is prevalent.

The silence is broken by the wail of heartbreak. Every living eye turns to the sound.

The source of our strength, the backbone of our force, the hero has fallen.

Once again the hero falls

Once again I lose a friend

Once again I am left behind

Once again the hero dies, while I remain

Once again I wonder, "Why would anyone want to be the hero?"

Heroes die

Even with my strength, I can't save anyone

I never want to be the hero

Heroes die...