[What happened to the mightiest hero of the land, the one who epitomed all that the perfect warrior should be? Zhang Liao had idolized Lord Lu Bu's strength, craved to have it as his own, and he had followed his lord firmly believing that Lord Lu Bu's path was the one he had been seeking.
Perhaps he and Chen Gong were more similar than they both thought. And Zhang Liao finds that he has no one to blame but himself for his own short-sighted failings. Lord Lu Bu had only ever been true to himself. It was Zhang Liao who had fabricated this illusion, and landed himself in this mess once that mirage vanished with the wind.]
I do not fear death, for as a warrior lives by the blade so must he accept his death by the blade. I only wish that when I enter tomorrow's battle, I will do so with no regrets.
[And...he can't do that, can he? He has regrets piling up fifty feet high. Though for Lingqi...Zhang Liao falls silent for a moment, before he speaks with careful consideration of his words.]
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Date: 2014-07-10 02:20 am (UTC)Perhaps he and Chen Gong were more similar than they both thought. And Zhang Liao finds that he has no one to blame but himself for his own short-sighted failings. Lord Lu Bu had only ever been true to himself. It was Zhang Liao who had fabricated this illusion, and landed himself in this mess once that mirage vanished with the wind.]
I do not fear death, for as a warrior lives by the blade so must he accept his death by the blade. I only wish that when I enter tomorrow's battle, I will do so with no regrets.
[And...he can't do that, can he? He has regrets piling up fifty feet high. Though for Lingqi...Zhang Liao falls silent for a moment, before he speaks with careful consideration of his words.]
Someone must take care of young Lady Lingqi.