Ba... Thump! Ba... Thump!
The soft thump of his heartbeat echoed within Leon's mind as the question lingered inside Leon's mind.
For a brief moment, everything else seemed to disappear.
The roaring crowd.
The sand beneath his feet.
Even the pain spreading through his body became strangely distant as Leon stood there, staring at the blood running along the edge of his sword.
A knight.
A prince.
All his life, someone had always been there to tell him what he was supposed to be.
Follow Julien.
Protect him.
Grow stronger.
Protect the Empire.
Become its light.
Become its future.
Different words.
Different people.
But was this the path he had chosen?
Leon slowly lifted his head.
Tharvek remained several metres ahead of him, his figure almost perfectly still while sand drifted around his feet.
"...Done reminiscing?"
Leon didn't answer.
The strange thing was...
He still didn't know.
He didn't know what his life amounted to.
