He was forgotten, one of the lost ones who seemed to just fade into the past. He had no family nor any friends only a duty to protect. He had been bred for this task, learning at an early age to suppress emotions and weakness. He lived by only two rules, for a price anyone is dispensable and there is never a distraction from the duty.

He knew, sometimes peace was never found although many had sought it. It was a false sense of security, one that held an expensive pricetag. The cost of one life was worth very little, after all, when the end of the day found you had saved many. The notion brought satisfaction for it filled the void nicely.