Dec 1, 2017
(For the edge lord himself, Meta Knight) < snow
The ashes were like snowflakes that were born from the flames, made of the flesh of the fallen.
This happened again. And again. After every battle, a funeral of fire was hosted for all soldiers who’s bodies could be recovered from the rubble.
Tonight was no different, except one of the soldiers was not killed by a monster.
“Our brave brother, the Star Warrior Jecra, Father of one, was the strongest among us. The enemy captured him, nearly killing him until he had no choice but to join their forces for the sake of surviving to see his son once more…”
Jecra’s ashes were like snowflakes, just like everyone else’s. No matter how strong, wise, good or evil, everyone is equal after death.
