Lightning:
I hated that place
I hated that war
I hated that 'goddess'
Who was she to call me down from my home, strip me off my memories who I am then tell me I'm her soldier. She was a coward sending us to do her dirty work!
That man in armor said that she was the symbol of all that is good. He was more brainless puppet than warrior of light.
I could hate the supposed goddess all I wanted but I could not ignore the danger. The manikins were dangerous and plentiful. Most of the summoned warriors were only children, they could barely handle themselves no less hordes of enemies.
That horned man said I was to fighting back was pointless. He was no better than the goddess. Telling me that they knew everything I was going to do and how my life would end.
They can all go to hell from all I care.
The summoned warriors didn't deserve to be overrunned by glass version of themselves.
I had to help them
I fought and fought to seal that crack and give the others a fighting chance. Even as my body burned away in that golden light I felt happy. I could see the others protected in the same light.
Finish what we started
Fight, win and go home with your head held high and all your memories.