After fighting for so long, I have come to realize something extremely
important in my eyes. There is no 'good and bad'. I have fought along
side some honestly valerous people, and some people who were outright
dispicable. I have had to fight and kill good men for a jerk, just
because we are allies by technicality. The longer I fought like that,
the more I began to feel like the real bad guy. I can no longer see
myself killing someone who is just defending there friends and family,
for one that is hellbent on theories and ideals. Thats not my style, and
its poisoning my soul.

From now on, I fight for my friends, my family, and myself. I encourage
all of those people who have seen what I've seen to stop throwing
theirselves into fights because of the opinions of those around them. I
am not a pacifist by far - but a lot of needless and pointless bloodshed
can be stopped if people fought by morals actual values, and not what
might as well be called fads and superflouous compulsions brought on by
a little peer pressure.

But thats just me. I dont make it a point to insult anyone, because
everyone has a right to do their own thing. Stay happy, cuz whats the
point of dying doing something you hate.

Solis B.

Penned by my hand on the 17th of Ferinus, in the year 498 AD.