It is a common knowledge that people who do good deeds in their life will go to heaven after their death and those who don't goes to hell for punishment.

That's what my folks used to say since I was a kid. I was so influenced by those words that I always devoted myself for righteousness. I was loyal to my king, followed his every orders without question and helped helpless people.

Deep down in my heart I find that pain in ass. I don't want to risk my life for anybody but me and my loved ones. Why should I help strangers?

It's not like I want to. It"s just that I am exceptionally greedy person. I have thirst for freedom and peaceful life. At least in this life I was never able to obtain that happiness

Right now, I am on the ground. If I look around I can see nothing but masses on dead bodies lying in this battlefield. The 10 year battle of ballock was finally over and people finally attained peace.

But I...... right now I am dying from blood loss. I have a deep stab wound from spear. Why should we soldiers have to sacrifice for the king who don't see us anything more than pawns?

Why do I have to die?

This is not fair.

However, if what other people say is true, if I can attain peace in afterlife.

"kgh...."

Shit my blood is spilling out too much. I did everything in my power to help others. I never did a single damn thing for my own happiness. My biggest regret is...... dying like an idiot. I am sure the countless people I saved will never remember me. Not even these poor soldiers will be remembered.

Ahhhhhh!!!!!!!!! Shit shit my heart is stopping. The place I was stabbed burns like hell. It burns.......

I hope my god will not forsake me. I hope I will find my happiness. I don't want to be tied in anyone's chain anymore.

*Dies*