I wrestled. I don’t even know for whom. I don’t know my masters or their reasons, but I did. 

I defeat too many warrior along the road. I killed. I died. I brought plague to this land, no women or child could scape of my army. I’m death.

Once I believed that there is no invincible wars and fought with never look back. Then I found a brother, I found a man. He taught to me how to love, how to live… Live with no regreats. 

Now I know what his words mean and I swear to you, my real master, as a priest or as a knight, I will dedicate to you faithfully, my love and charity till the end of this war.