Britus
A man like no other, he roamed the streets, with a large sword on his back, and a smaller dagger on his belt, just in case of an attack or ambush. He kept a shield on his back with the royal crest, a gift from the King of the North himself for his selfless acts and deeds throughout the years. Britus has helped many, children, mothers, fathers, vagabonds alike. However, he does this, not out of a sense of altruism, but out of a desire to redeem himself, to cover up his guilt from his previous army days, but what exactly had he done?
Years ago, the War of the Sunflowers, the main battle, Britus, or, as he was known then, Atrius, had been conscripted, he was fighting for the North. His role? An archer, he stood behind the trench line, firing out at enemy soldiers who were too close for comfort. His goal was to injure them, no more, to shoot at their legs and shoulders and stop them in their tracks. But, he was caught off guard, a young boy running towards him. He quickly aimed and fired, shooting him between the eyes, killing him instantly. He was dishonorably discharged, made to live a life of regret and guilt.
But now, surely now that he's changed his name, his identity, his life, he was bound to be forgiven, redeemed? People praised him in the streets, only furthering his impostor syndrome and his guilt. Who was he to deserve all this praise? Yes he helped people, but he killed a man, a young man, still a boy, in cold blood. If the kingdom found out he'd be hanged. Could his years of help really outweigh his murder, his killing? Does a hundred saved lived lies cancel out the robbery of one?
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