The entirety of one's life, will, belief, strength, and existence condensed into a single strike.
That strike was sharp, dazzling, and tragic.
Poured everything into one gamble with the universe; many would see it as heroic and brave. Yet from another perspective, it could be interpreted as life having been reduced to a mere one-time consumable.
Foolish guy, petty man, obstinate fool.
If civilization still exists after this battle, and if anyone is left to evaluate and record it, regardless of their stance, they would probably give Kaspar such an assessment.
Abandoning all accumulated life, effort, honor, status, relationships, and future like discarded trash, just to gain a chance for a personal duel—such behavior is unacceptable to both humanists and militarists; the former resents contempt for life, the latter despises acts that disregard organizational discipline.
