[Eon's POV: ]
Have you ever wondered, what happens to the battlefield after war?
"Eon, you can start now."
What happens to the dead bodies that are left behind on the barren ground?
To the desolate place that one would never want to revisit again?
The nightmare of a place that has been covered in blood, tears, curses of those who had fought on it, and in our case, with the laughter of the evil that wanted nothing more than the destruction of all that was Present?
What happens to all that?
"Huuuuu…"
What happens to those who were fortunate enough to come out of this hellish experience alive, or what happens to those who are just barely alive to even be considered 'alive'?
What happens to the injured and what happens to those who are left crippled?
{ "We have gathered here, at this moment, to present our prayers to the innocent souls that were lost to evil, last night.
