It was a rather cold winter, you were sitting on your knees in the middle of the forest and the snow around you was scarlet-red. Your stomach was covered in blood, you were betrayed by your friends, those with whom you served, everyone.. And they stuck a knife in your stomach.. You thought that you would die here, you looked at the sky, everything was blurry. You sat looking up at the sky, but then you heard a sound that became a little louder and you were able to hear the words. -Young..