Dark, cold, deep.
The ocean is vast.
So vast and so far.
One would loose themselves a thousand time before the ocean would fill with their bodies.
Just like that, he was another body on the water.
More than likely, he would never be found.
Another soul lost to the endless depths.
A fate far worse than dying on the battle field.
It was cold, so, so cold.
It griped onto him, wrapping him in an unforgiving blanket.
It felt like lying inside an block of ice.
It froze everything.
He couldn't move, it was to cold.
He tried to breath, water flooded in; washing away any ounce of energy he had left.
He tried so desperately to breath but nothing would come, just more and more water.
His insides froze now.
He was ice.
This was really it.
This was really the end.
He had come so close to death many times;
He didn't fear it.
But this…
He had never felt anything like it.
It was a dull, low throbbing pain.
It wasn't sharp and quick.
It was slow.
It was drowning.
He was drowning.
He only wished, he could have seen the end of the war.
With the cheers and cries of joy.
Watatstumi island would finally be safe.
…
Its ironic.
Dying like this.
A local of Watatsumi Island, the general of the Songonomia army and resistance, dying to the very sea they came from.
Her excellency would be disappointed.
Her eyes narrowing in disapproval.
Lips pursed tight in disgust.
The general Tengu would have laughed.
The Shogunet would have laughed.
Hell, even the Raiden Shogun, the Electro Archon would have laughed.
Though, perhaps this was for the better.
He knew his death wouldn't be in vain.
He protected Watatstumi island.
It was safe.
And that's all that mattered.
So he let himself drift.
As he became ice.
As his lungs and throat burned and screamed.
And let the ocean take him away.
To a home far, far away.
small note:
Hello! this is my very first ff posted here, I hope this was worth your time and thank you for reading!
Please let me know if I should fix anything!
anywho, have a wonderful day or night! :D