By: Vegetas Gyal He was a warrior, and it was in his blood to hang on until the bitter end. But he no longer had a desire to do so, and he no longer cared what all the others thought of him.
He knew for a fact he would either be sent away on a mission to a place where he would find death, or they would leave him in his room to perish. Another lost cause.
That was all he was to the people he now dwelled with. Another fighter. He just happened to be one who had nothing more to live for. One who was giving up.