He’d be walking around the ruins of his once-kept city, Nauta. As he held his gun, keeping on-guard of there is any Antares soldiers on sight. He wore his military General uniform, even with his strongest navy, it was no match for the Antares-Corvun might of invasion. He was outnumbered and was on the verge of defeat, he had blood covered on him from killing so many soldiers in the battles to protect his land on the Centauran Continent.

”Siiigh….its very silent, and I’m outnumbered….” he’d mumble to himself sadly as he continued walking along the ruined rocky paths, his capital in ruins, until he noticed a sunset, on the hills far away. He gazed. As he lowered down his gun, staring at the bright beautiful sunrise.