I'm not hero, I'm a monster. At one point, I had a chance to prove myself worthy of remembrance, but I blew it. I had made the wrong choice. Now, everyone I know has to pay for my stupid mistake. I've seen friends die right before my eyes, and I did nothing to help them. I let them die. For some sick reason, I didn't care for their well being. People were disposable to me now. Even people who were fighting along side of me could be replaced easily. I've murdered innocent people. Their souls now lost forever.