For a moment, just a short moment, Lev forgot about the pain, that irritating feeling in his head. It seemed he really was able to convince the commisar of not killing him...well, it also could have been the noise coming from the next room. But though, he was still alive and even got something to take care of the wounds.
It took some seconds to clean the traces of blood on his head and his stomach, although somethin remained like red paint on him. After taking a deep breath Lev deemed himself ready to answer on the commisars question.
"As pathetic it may sound, A Hero of the Coalition, Commisar. But not a kind of hero like everybody knows it, those kind of guys who pretend to safe the world, showing their might to the public. Those are actually worse than anyone else. In my eyes everyone is a hero that does his part for something bigger, as small the task and its result may look...I for example want to join the Fighter Corps for exactly doing that. Doing my part in the onholding fight against the ancestors of the Alliance and those who worship their ideals...."
Squished bigly ~Champ- Thanks, you're a champ. "What's the word for when it feels inside your heart that everything in the world is all right?"
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