He woke up in a large pile of bodies. Urban camo that all Lowee soldiers wore when they have been shipped off to wear when facing against the army of Lastation was ruined.

Covered in dirt and blood he checked himself for injuries, the only pain he felt was on his head a large gash after using his pocket mirror to check. It has stopped bleeding but he wondered for how long.

How long has he been resting in this pile? He checked his watch. A day and maybe a few hours more. So he sat there just thinking. Of home. Should he go back to Lowee? Alone without any of his friends but the dog tags he would hold in his soft hands? Was Lowee even still independent anymore or now fully controlled by that tyrant black heart?

If that tyrant did hold Lowee then he end himself right here and now. He refused to wear a Lastation uniform or rot in there jails. He turned his head around looking at the pained faces of his unit and those he didn't recognize and knew he couldn't just walk away from this. The tyrant had to pay, for her sins with her life.

He prayed to Lady White Heart to give him the strength needed to complete his self imposed suicide mission.

Finished saying his prays he had shamefully loot the dead for their supplies, MRE, ammo and water even a rifle since he lost his and grabbing every dog tag of each soldier he found. He felt dirty going in there bags of there personal items but that's where he can find the items he needed.

Finally done he pulled out his map, looking it over Lastation is a good four days away from where he's at now. He had to move slow and careful he didn't know how the war is going for Lowee. Two things can happen if he was found by Lastation troops. He be tortured and killed or tortured and held as POW, where he still be tortured for who knows how long. It was a bad situation overall.

He had to avoid them at all cost he was just a regular human with three moths of training to him. He wasn't capable of taking on a whole platoon of soldiers Heck he might not even be able take on one. He didn't had magic, didn't have any skills to help him or anything really. Just two guns and a knife.

So why are you going after a God? This only going to end one way.

He ignored the voice in his head he had a mission to complete and once it was done he return home, where his family and friends will be waiting and Lady White Heart herself will congratulate him and claim him as a national war hero.

If there's even a "Lady White Heart" anymore, people always did say you look good in black.

Walking away from the horror behind him he head to Lastation to end this war once and for all. All he needs is one bullet.

Day 1

He moved to soon that was his first mistake. He should have rested longer in the forest before he moved away from the pile. He drink water and eat food but now he knew being unconscious was different from sleeping. His muscles still sore, mind still muddle by what he saw when awaking, but he still moved.

He wanted to put as much distance between him and the dead. Needed get so far he couldn't smell them. The smell. He was miles away but it still felt like he only walked two feet away.

Day 2

He met a trader in the unmarked paths of the forest. The soldier found it difficult to form sounds into words that can be understood and he talked with a slur like he was drunk. The hit to the head took more then just his blood also robbed him of his voice.

One more reason she should die.

He finally just wrote down what he wanted to ask. Leanbox and Planeptune has fell to the might of Lastation leaving only Lowee standing though from what the trader has shared with him it won't be long before it fell too. Nearly close to the heart he said. He wished he head back home but he was to far now.

Sleep did not come easy to him that night.

Day 3

He stumbled upon a camp of Lastation troops. Eight hours into the day he bumped into them but he has long since ditched his uniform for more casually clothing he brought from the trader the day before. Neither less they still caught him and placed the soldier in a tent.

The woman to interrogate him was young and arrogant because after a hour of this session she said right to his face "you are just an invalid are you?" the soldier saw his saving grace and took it. He played up the card she gave him after another thirty minutes she lets him into the camp. She left him in the camp. Even gave orders to not worry about him to much. He was harmless. Hit to the head scrambled his brains.

She isn't wrong you know.

Of course inside he was livid they took the dog tags he had in his pack and burned them! There families will never have closure. That's the reason why they took him. While they couldn't prove he was a Lowee soldier there was the chance. But no one really cared anymore. Lowee has fallen.

Sleep never came to him that night.

Day 4

When morning came he prayed to Lady White Heart to bless him with stealth. Nearly all the soldiers were getting drink and those who weren't are trying to keep things in order. So building up his nerves he snatched one of the packs the soldiers had on them and filled it up with MRE's, water plus a few magazines with a handgun and rifle. After that he ran like hell without looking back.

Leaving the camp the only problems he ran into were a bunch of those slime dogs bothering him but they didn't last long once a single bullet blow them apart. Already he can feel home, soon he be back home to his parents and friends telling them about his mission and its success.

What can one man do against a God?

He's never been to Lastation but he knew all the goddesses rest in the largest tower in there nations that seem to touch the heavens. He only had to look for that.

Day 5

Something happened. He didn't know what but when he got up this morning something was wrong in the air. He couldn't explain it even if his life was at stake. All he knew that whatever happened will help him. Maybe Lady White Heart has helped him in a way he couldn't see or understand? That's the only reason he had.

When he finally entered the city the soldier easily notice how quiet it was. No one was in the streets, stores were closed even when if it's eleven in the morning, no police or city servants cleaning up trash. A ghost city that held a million people just quiet.

Maybe it had something to do with all the monsters here? But even then it was mostly only those slim dogs and plants nothing special. Had to be something else but what? No matter less chance of people getting hurt he had eyes on only one tyrant. Now he needed to find her lair.

If only he could stop looking at the sky. For some reason Lastation has a weird grid thing in the sky. Public transport? No to thin. Then again Planeptune had something similar just less noticeable.

After walking a good hour and a half he heard a scream. Not knowing what else to do he ran for the source of it, after he helps the person who needed it he can have them take him to the tyrants lair.

When he reached the sound he quickly took a glance at the woman who seems to be the same age as himself before turning his attention back to the monsters he aimed and opened fire killing eight, reloading the rifle again he opened fire once more going though two more magazines before everything was clear.

He sweep the street before turning back around to face the woman to ask his questions. What he saw was surprising. Patting the dust off her black and blue clothing she looked at him her face red, the ugly blood red eyes stare at him with something he didn't like. She gave him a hesitant smile.

"Thank you for sav-"

She didn't finished her sentence when the man pulled the trigger once more.

Just one bullet.

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This is a one shot. I know the game is really damn long has way to many characters for me to be able make a story out of this.

Fan fiction I do not own any Hyperdimension Neptunia game at all