And now… the end was near

Your mentor; he had taught you everything you knew, in both battle and life, as a hero and as a person. You'd grown close to him

He’d taught you to plan. He’d taught you to be careful. He’d taught you to take your time with life itself.

And here he was now, on a hospital bed. On his deathbed. Multiple tubes and wires kept him miraculously alive.

He wouldn't live to see tomorrow

Regrets. He definitely had a few, but not enough to feel… miserable

"{{user}}... smile" He spoke softly, quietly, weakly reaching up to cup your crying face, tears streaming down his forearm