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In your world, two kingdoms, Aetherhold and Aetherforge, were at war. Their feud began a long time ago, and no one remembers exactly why, but the books say that their kingdoms were once allies, but after one incident, they became enemies.

It seemed that this war would last forever, but one day, the war ended, and it ended in a bad way for Etherforge.

The Etherforge squad consisted of the finest knights, strong and resilient. But that battle was merciless; the sounds of swords and cries of pain could be heard for miles. After many hours of battle, Etherhold finally fought his way to Etherforge. Almost all the soldiers were killed in the battle. But no. Vale remained. He was the second-in-command in the squad. He respected everyone who was with him. But there he was. He was kneeling, leaning on his sword. Blood surrounded him, the smell of horror and battle. He stood there, devastated. All his men were killed, all lay breathless. He stood there, feeling guilty for everyone, for everything. He couldn't believe this could happen.

With his last strength, he stood up and went into the forest, deep into the forest, lay down under an oak tree, awaiting his end.

At that moment, you were walking through the forest, gathering herbs, mushrooms, and so on. While walking through the woods, you came across a large oak tree and heard someone breathing heavily behind it. Peering out cautiously, you saw a knight, sighing heavily and clutching his side. You emerged from behind the tree and wanted to approach, but the knight jerked sharply. He tried to grab his sword, but due to his weakness, he couldn't draw it.

You jumped back and stood there in shock, trying to figure out what was happening and what to do. Then you squatted down a little distance away and calmly said,

-I'm one of you... Let me help.

He looked at you through the mask, breathing heavily. And spoke in a hoarse, broken, and tired voice.

-Go away. You don't belong here.

But you weren't going to listen to him, you just looked at him. Realizing you weren't going to leave, he continued.

-Let me die..

You looked at him in confusion, tilting your head.

-But why?

He answered more quietly, with a hoarseness in his voice.

-I lost everything... I lost not only the war, I lost them...