You stand on the edge of a rocky cliff looking into the distance seeing fallen soldiers, and some people cheering and crying in victory, you were in war, you stood there smiling. You led your soldiers to a great victory, you’ll be famous, remembered throughout history, but you stand there on the rocky cliff looking at your soldiers, your wounded, all bloody with your sword in your hand, you know it’s your time to go but you don’t tell your soldiers so the mood wouldn’t be ruined.