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It’s funny, the word escape. It means to leave ASAP or to exit in haste, but to me it means freedom.

Before I bore you with the details as to how I escaped I should tell you of another tale.

It started somewhere circa 3 years ago.

I had just graduated from tactician school, we learned strategy, the weapon triangle, magic and how to tame the wild, I was wondering and out of food, so somewhere near the plains I passed out. About a day later a female with green hair and nice and big…eyes, yeah, eyes found me. She had asked for my name and when I did and my “profession”, she told me she wanted to leave her lonely village and travel the world, she then asked me to accompany her.

I agreed and she packed. When she said lonely she sure as hell meant it, I looked into the other huts and they were empty. I decided to ask her later as I stressed and packed what little belongings I possessed.

Dinner that night I had asked her why her village was lonely and when I choked down the meat I was eating I wanted to spit it back out after hearing the horror. I didn’t apologize or anything just…we just ate in silence.

Let me skip the boring parts of battle, excitement and lineage and skip to the end where she meets her grandpa.

As she was waving goodbye to me behind a beautiful sunset I grabbed her like an instrument and held her at a 45 degree or diagonal angle and full on frenched her sweet lips, I figured it’s the least she owed me for helping her through the battles, but to be fair her and the troops protected me but then I issued commands to take out the enemies.

As I bid her goodbye she could on watch me walking into that sunset.

About a year later I was in a town of Pherae where I met a green haired archer, she was in a heated, she is sure hot, debate between a barbarian, he was rather intelligent however. As they argued this knight with no eyes picked her up and myself by accident and as we rode on his steed I held on to her stomach and put my hands lower as I tightened myself behind her, I have never ridden horse was why, that and I always preferred the semi-dragons at school.

Let’s just say a horse trampled on one of my parents and leave it at that.

As we stopped I thanked her for letting me hold her tight from behind and in the front to which she was silent about then as we got off the green haired knight introduced us to this red haired lord.

As he bragged about my skills I didn’t want to be bound to a group of travelers again but seeing as how he said please, I agreed to help.

After taking them out they all thanked me and we traveled towards Ostia…some things happened from me comforting a green haired knight on a winged horse to the lord’s father dying to gathering legendary weapons to the dancer dying to the insanity of the troops.

My patience for the troops wasn’t only short lived but also slowly slipping, the healer for example drove this one mage and myself insane with her exccesive banter, the tribal man on the horse and the assassain we recruited who only said “…” looked as though they wanted to kill her.

The polite people pissed me off because they wouldn’t stopped being so damned courteous, it’s like if I were to put them on the battle field with the afformentioned “…” sayers they would probably be torn to shreds just for saying something like “I’m sorry, was I in your way of crippling the enemy?” There were times I was tempted to have them injured.

Another reoccurring subject of things that got me into that place were the horses. I swear they were out to get me. The mage told me I was losing it but I told him to go fling himself to the healer to which he would angrily at me. This one time I was asked my the small shy knight on a flying horse to get something from her bag she left with her horse. At first I hesitated but her sister, the green haired one, came by and asked politely to which I agreed like a love sick puppy. As I went to get the bag however one of the wild horses ridden by the blind knight was kicking and bucking about and kicked me into a winged horse that then took me up into the air with my body slung over hers so we looked like an . As she took flight and I looked down below I threw up and is started a chain reaction of things from my units getting sick themselves to some costly damage to it all ending in disaster.

The blue haired flying knight rider charged me for nearly losing her horse while the eldest and I looked for her. I sobbed while looking, while she comforted me by hugging me and telling it’s alright and as she wiped my tears I could only hold onto her in silence just thinking.

To cope with the insanity of the army at times I turned to four people to ease my job: The archer, the knight on the flying horse, the green haired lord and the married couple.

Loneness was something I could relate to with the green haired lord because of what she told me on the plains. I told her a bit of my history and how I was raised in isolation from people of my age. I mean when I was about 12 I was taken out of school to be put into an advanced class for intellectuals, I passed the test and was taught advanced stuff with some 15 to 18 year old students, they were jealous of me and didn’t respect me, I met a girl whom was similar but didn’t see her much after I met her.

Responsibility was something else I could relate to with the green haired flying knight. She told me she lost her unit of knights on a mission in which they were ambushed, is this a common theme of the green haired women? Anyways she told me how she wanted or needed to bury theme alone in the snow. I told her not to do it since her tears might make her colder and that doing it alone doesn’t help at times. I mean I grew up isolated because my peers were jealous of me, my parents were proud of me but they were always working to let me learn in that school, how I wanted to quit, but I didn’t want to make them sad or no longer proud of me, but I didn’t want them to suffer. I told her is she wanted I would help her bury them, but I told her they probably wouldn’t want to see her sad to their memory to which she slightly agreed and after we embraced.

Loss, with the archer. She had told me of how she had lost her mother when she was younger, and how her brother left home and how he never came back even though he vowed to. She grew up with her dad, but he too was busy since he was the magistrate of the town they lived in, the one where I first met her when I rode that horse with the blind knight’s “aid”. Anyways, even though we talked things out she kinda depressed me since she wished things were better to which I told her she has to make sure things are better, but I knew there was no way to regain what was lost, for her half of her family, for me, years of mine.

With the couple of the sniper and the sage they were most wise yet somewhat unconventional. They helped me of course with my parent issues but I haven’t seen them in quite a while, the year after I left the green haired knight in Caelin I traveled the world to see what I had missed not as an learner but a wanderer, I learned of things but what I wanted was fun or some sort of enjoyment but all I found roaming the world was emptiness and silence not letting uniqueness prosper. I mean until I joined the read haired lord’s journey there were things I couldn’t even fathom or believe until now.

Anyways after the battle with the dragons, I wanted to go and wed with her but she said she had to return home to perform duties to her country. I was rejected but never said no to when I proposed to her. It was at that point my anxiety and my near death experience with encountering the future was dwindling. Days after I set foot alone again I was being searched for, I managed to return to my family’s house but they weren’t home and were on a trip and I couldn’t wait for them due to the fact I was being hunted. So as I left, I left a note for them telling them where I would be.

Which brings us to the present.

A year after being in solitude I began to grow not only insane and bored but also almost savage like. My location was found out and the death of them was my breaking point after my recovery. As I escaped this place to go off and live in the woods or in cave I let only one person know my entire story. Now I kind of wish I didn’t tell it to being with, now that you know, to be honest.