Fourteen years, seven months,twenty-seven days and twenty-two hours... No twenty-three hours by then.It's how long this war Has been going on for... It was long... It was exhausting...But if we were to give up then thousands of people would have died and be traded as slave for the pleasure of those demon of the north, the Otarnian dogs.In this kingdom full of cold hearted demon, only a small light of kindness existed, and this light had only a dozen of people believing in it. But without this light we would have never won nor survived this fastidius day, when this light vanished,when my light vanished as she falled her words now until this very day ring in my head.