“Vera et solida et duratura amicita tantummodo est inter bonos, inter quos facile amor coalescit.”
-Marcus Tullius Cicero
INTROITVS
Somehow I always wanted to escape from my own life. I always wanted to leave my hometown and explore our world, or at least learn about it as much as I could.
Yeah, I wanted to be brave.
One day I got what I wished for and it was not what I expected. I was thrown into a war I never signed for and forced to sacrifice what I loved the most in order to survive. I became strong, I became fast, I guarded my honor and I saved as many ponies as I could.
But that didn’t make me brave. I had always been a nopony, and I still am. Even now, while writing this, I know I will not be able to change much about myself and who I am, but that’s part of growing up, right? Learning to accept one’s own faults, one’s own fate...
But albeit I can not change who I am, I know I can help those who are still to come.
I want this to be my legacy. The only record of my existence. I want this to be proof that, no matter how dire circumstances might seem, there’s always a chance to do well.
I wish to end my life doing what I know is right and, even though I know it won’t be easy, it is my final will to try.
Author's note: I am not a writer nor do I consider myself one. Indeed, English is not my mother tongue. But, even though I know I will make many mistakes, I am doing this for myself. This story contains parts of everything I have ever considered important in my life, as well as references and some sort of crossovers. I wish to share this with the world because, in the end, this might be the only thing I will be able to leave behind once I depart. This story depicts my many visions of the world I live in and the world I wish I could build. This is, into itself, my only legacy.