The fire's blaze engulfs the vast expanse; devouring all in its path. Hysterical screams and wails echo throughout the village. Pain and suffering deeply rooted in those cries. Just from hearing them, one could go mad.

And in the midst of it all, Levaen stands tall. Eyes staring blankly at the burnt-out shacks. Hands stained with thick red liquid; clenched so tightly that his knuckles turn white. He no longer knows whose blood he holds in his grasp.

"Cease your mourning. Remember that you cannot save everyone. And remember that you have done all you can."

Done all he can?

His lips cannot help but curl into a smile. His stomach feels tickled, causing him to laugh uncontrollably.

"Truly? You believe that?"

Nonsense. He knows he has not done enough. For the people, Levaen who has done all he can is when he sacrifices everything to protect the entire empire; including his own life.