"It seems that my end has come."
Despite the people lining up, panicking, and even screaming just to try to help him. To him, it was peaceful.
Faintly, he can still hear the cries of the people who felt a sudden sympathy towards him, a man who just saved a group of children from a brutal accident.
An accident that would've caused ten innocent lives.
Though he can't move his body due to the injury he sustained, his eyes move around still freely. And there he saw the children crying out of fear while being comforted by their guardian.
"Must be nice."
His figure, which is caused by the force of a car running 60mph, currently lies in a disorganized state. His feet being unable to move due to its severe dislocation, his both hands, either ripped off from his body or just numbed due to loss of blood has become a nuisance to his sense, and his body unable to send signals to his brain about his current condition.
In simple term, he feels nothing but peace.
Like a person in bed, preparing to have a nice long sleep.
With his senses slowly fading, his deprived of sleep is starting to attack him.
But, until the children are safe. Then, he can rest in peace.
"H-H... H-."
As he tries to murmur despite the grave injury he had, the people in the area who heard it hurrily jump near him and tried to grasp his remaining words.
"H-... He-hel, help... M,,.e."
With his words being comprehended, the people around him soon shed tears as his last word are the hope of survival.
"I-It's... Okay, sir... It's okay... Just..., just try to, try to rest for a bit... Okay? T-That's okay, right...? At least, please,... Rest... F-for a bit... Y-you've done... Well, saving them.!"
Though weak, he managed to grab the hand of the lady speaking in a comforting tone. He tried to reach his gaze towards her face, but alas, even his neck doesn't correspond with his needed action.
His hand may be disgustingly bloody, but the lady remains in a still position trying to help the man in need of comfort.
Soon, the man shed tears. Slowly, but gradually, water came out from his eyes. Even his hand's grip strengthen.
"H-he's trying... He's trying..."
Even the lady soon made a loud sob while trying to hide her emotion by covering her mouth.
"Thank... You..."
Then the man spoke his last word before departing to the world. The cause is, his kindness.
In the end, the people made sure that his name will be engraved to the people of the area, or even the rest of the world.
The person, who despite experiencing the cruelty of the world, still has a heart of gold.
A man who sacrificed his life and saved a children's life.
In his resting place, a monument was built.
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It was still vivid. To him, it happened as if it were only yesterday.
As he awoken from his slumber, he opened his eyes and met the gaze of the shining sun that illuminates his room from the outside.
In his arm is a lady bare naked, gently breathing as she sleeps in peaceful manner.
Suddenly in his mind as she thought about this beautiful lady trigger something.
A memory of a person's life.
It was this person.
This memories include the lady in bed.
She has a white porcelain skin, white hair, and glossy lips that sought to be teased. She seems to be a person important to him.
Her name is Elize Maure Weiss. A former commoner who managed to raise from status due to the economic achievement of his father.
She was then married to the son of count in order to secure a favorable position in the world of nobility.
That son of count is me, Hector Zean Von Albrecht.
As I thought about the information I just gained, the lady in question suddenly raise her body from the body and weakly stare at me with her beautiful oceanic eyes.
This mesmerizing image of display trigger something pleasant within me. Thus, I am unable to control my urge to nestle myself to her embrace.
In front of others, I seem to have the impression of a person who is cold-hearted, serious, and unreachable person.
In front of her, I am a weak person and knows nothing but to be spoiled. In terms of position, she might even have the upper hand.
But that was merely a figure of speech, since it is impossible for a daughter of baron to outrank a son of count. Even if I am a person who joined them, my status is still applicable.
As I dive in her warm embrace, I felt a sense of comfort that I haven't felt since I was abandoned by my wife. It was there that I lost even a hope of warmth that I always longed for.
This kind of thing simply became a dream of mine...
And yet, here I feel as if it were truly just a dream.
In my arms is a beautiful lady taught to be elegant in every way, even when serving her husband. Her smooth skin touches mine as our body coincide on the bed.
"Dearest, it is time for us to prepare for breakfast."
She said, in a playful tone.
I tried to raise my head and reach her gaze, but those gentle smile simply brought me back to my childish emotion and continued to embrace her trying to catch every warmth within her body.
Our intimacy didn't end until a knock was heard in our door.
"My lord, My lady, your bath has been prepared."
It seems that my short break has ended sooner than I thought.