Too many people want the glory of victory. They want their place in the history books, to be taught to children as a paragon of heroism. They want titles, prestige, honor.
Me? I've seen a lot of people like that. I've seen them charge into battle, full of pride and energy and guts.
Then later on I would invariably see them dead on the battlefield, full of flies and worms and, well, guts.
The secret to living through a battle isn't to fight for glory or for a cause.
But to fight to not die.
And maybe loot, I suppose.
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