"War," muttered Arthur as he faced the mourning millions, "what is it for? Is it to conquer lands beyond what our eyes can see? Or is it to become gods that everyone fears? I fought in this battle, on its frontlines, to protect this city. However, as long as there is war, there will be victims no matter how much we fight or sacrifice."
The people were staring at him with grieving eyes. Some of them were red from crying, and others seemed worn out. However, they all listened quietly to the man who fought the most for this city. Most of those present did not even care about the summit but still listened quietly, as did the rest of the world.
"I came to the knowledge that I have many labels now: a criminal, a hero, and a rebel. Every label comes from a different group, proving that each has no relation to me. I am what they want me to be."
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