The Dream That Haunts Him

He looks at the tens of thousands of soldiers in the distance and there is a big smile on his face

'Tomorrow, I would write a new history in the rise of Empire' And then he laughed joyfully. Whether he would win or lose, it is determined tomorrow, that what he does would be written in history.

If he won, eternal glory awaits. If he loses, it would just be one loss against the world. he could still rise up.

Aero then returned back to his tent. He went to his bed and lied down. It was not long until he went to sleep.

In the middle of the night, he once again enters that dream. He saw a white floor filled with blood. There is someone in the tub, and blood is dripping from that person wrist.

He felt pain. And he felt…. like everything is over. Like everything is meaningless. There is this sorrow that envelops his heart. Such sorrow that could break a man. He cries and then he was at a bed.