"Rest easy, fearless warrior, you can sleep now, you can finally calm your bones. Breathe easy, noble savior, only human, still more valiant than us all. Nobody ever said that victory came without casualties… They say the good die young, but they never really tell you that they never die alone, we all fall down. Bury a bit our souls six feet under ground. If you die, then we die with you."

-Former Vandal, "War Pt II"

You watched him grow up with you, beginning at age four when you knocked his sand castle over.

When your mother died, he was there, and always would be.

You ever had a panic attack, he was there.

You always carried his asthma inhaler for him, because you knew he'd never remember it.

You were the one who made him go into the forest the night he was bitten.

You saw him transform the first few times, and helped him find his anchor.

You witnessed him saving countless lives, and taking pain away from others to bear it himself.

You, with tears in your eyes, pulled the burning flare from his hand that night at the Glen Capri Motel.

You were fighting together when he became the True Alpha he was meant to be.

You saw him walk away, following Deucalion, in order to save your father and his mother.

You were next to him when you both became sacrifices to find your parents.

When you were possessed by the Nogitsune, and he knew the best way to save everyone was to kill you, he refused to let anything harm you.

Through it all, you were brothers.

And now you're watching him die.