MC's pov.
I leaned on a wooden pillar watching as the snow descends upon the land. The white overcast giving the day a gloomy feel. "The weathers depressing. That's great." I smiled as I stared into the boring slightly grey sky.
Then the noise of horses filled my ears and a loud shout calling my full name.
"Noctis vale northgrave!" The voice cracked from the loud shout. Seemingly hoarse because it's obvious I'm not the only one. Before coming back to my senses "Y-yeah! I'm here." I screamed out.
A man appeared Infront of me, clad in armour and a warm uniform. "Pretty badass name. Anyways, you're fuc- I mean drafted. Sorry for the sudden draft." He says whilst looking away before throwing a spear at me and some armour.
"Oh and say your goodbyes to any family or friends. Might not see ya again." He said like it's just another day for him. I tried to argue but he put a finger over his mouth and gesturing a slit throat.
"I don't have anyone, they all died last war." I sighed out as i got on the horse that was moving towards a base not far off either. Now I'm just a foot soldier. Sudden but... 'Yeah. I'm one Now' i thought as i stared at the ground.
"Save day dreaming for your free time trainee." He laughed out as we arrived to the base wich was just a bunch of tents and armoured people everywhere. He gathers everyone in a circle as he pulls out a whiteboard and a stick from god knows where and draws a map.
"You lot must be confused, so I'll reluctantly explain. Any object you'll lose your head." He said as he finished the drawings almost instantly. "Currently, we are at the borders of the kingdom of celst. And the kingdom of delgara is trying to take that border." He pointed and made circles as he explained. "Shit just explaines itself. We're under attack and we drafted you lot because they have an advantage in numbers." He pulls out a ciggratte from god knows where again and lights it with magic. "What are you all here standing for? Fuck off I'm trying to get some alone time." He waved dismissively as he turned his back on us.
They guy besides me tried to say something but i interrupted. "Just shut the hell up." I closed his mouth with my hand as i groaned before picking up my spear and going into my tent. "I've never hurt a fly before and they just expect me to kill?! That's ridiculous." I complained to the oh so ever kind and listening wall.
"Well id be lying if i said i never hurt a fly." I admitted shamefully as i remembered the time i headbutted a random village kid into a concussion for calling me a doggie. I scratched my head whilst slumping over. As night arrived.
Midnight arrived, the sound of crickets filling my ears and nothing else. I didn't sleep. "I'm scared." I looked at the oh so kind ever listening wall. "I should just sleep and stop being a bitch." I turned my head trying to sleep but someone enters my tent holding something sharp.
"Heya, need something?" I asked as i looked closer it was the guy I stopped from talking. Holding a dagger and t- lunged at me. "Hey what the fuck!" I rolled out of bed before grabbing the shortsword and getting grazed 'shit!' I didn't have time to think before closing my eyes and driving the blade through his neck.
I opend my eyes to the disgusting sight. Before a wave of sickness took over me. I raised my head, forcing myself to look away. "SOMEONE! THERES A TRAITOR!" I screamed out the logical thing to say as i left the tent not bothering to take my shortsword back as people began to wake up and approach.
But one thing nagged at me.
It was so easy to take a life.
It took so little time to take a life.
Was it ever that disgusti-
I slapped myself hard "what the actual hell was that?" I fell back on my ass trying to shake off those thoughts as i fought a smile. "Get a hold of yourself noctis."