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Eeehh yes, when I remember that day when the village was under occupation, an unknown enemy. So much unknown to us that some thought that God himself came down to punish us, for all our sins committed during the three great wars. But still, it was harder and harder for us who continued to resist the enemy's attribution, to watch our friends, comrades-in-arms, people dear to us, the villagers - to be more precise, to watch the village become an increasing ruin. Dust and ashes, without that soul, how the flame was extinguished, that our will of fire that we all ignite in ourselves from birth to rest.

I remember it was a day when, with all the effort and incredible strength I had kept in me until then, for days like this, I just felt helpless. The information came to attack the enemy from six sides, and very successfully, without any problems. The comrades-in-arms relied on me, wishing that this will of the guard would ignite and elevate me so high that I would be considered the new hero of the village. But I knew they were wrong, yet I believe in destiny and I knew I was not destined to be a hero. More precisely, I also knew who the hero is! But at that moment, our hero was far from his village, working hard - preparing for this day, which came before we all expected. There was no salvation for us. Death didn't seem inevitable, I have to be honest - I was losing hope. But I still found the strength, and managed to defeat the opponent. There seemed to be no soul at all, only a shell ready to kill. In short, I rejoiced to believe that I was destined to stop this enemy, He appeared. A human figure, with superhuman abilities - that everyone looked at him as God, and that ray of hope in me was extinguished. As if I had been hit by a nail, morale broke and disappeared. What was left of me was just the body, the same feeling running through me, chills! I realized I was the same as the one lying in front of me a few moments before. And so from tired, fell asleep and headed for an eternal dream from which I will never wake up.

Suddenly waking up to the smoldering fire, I felt such an urge of emotion as if I had fallen into the sea. When I opened my eyes, I saw him - the person I was looking forward to, crying for, in whom I saw everything, my whole world. A person who was my hero, and whose principles I realized late. White, not old-gray, long hair sat on a rock next to me. - "We haven't seen each other in a long time, Father." - "I never imagined we would meet here, so young." And so I accepted the fact that I was no longer there. I finally felt free, a pleasant conversation with my father filled with sadness was interrupted by a beam of light, which came for me. "Looks like you forgot something there, nice to see it. Thank you for forgiving me for my premature departure. Sorry once again for leaving you alone. Take care." - these were the last words of the father who was still sitting on the stone waiting for his fate.

I was given a second chance, and I am grateful for that. Grateful and proud because it was made possible for me by my student, the person I licked my time into. The person who carries the strongest flame of fire in himself, or what fate would say - HERO!

Episode 175 - "Hero of the Leaf"

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