Africanus

~Inspired by the Punic Wars of Rome
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I’ve waged this war with easy grace, my head as starved for peace as my body is for rest…when that day shall come and I am able to stretch, it will finally come to me as Dawn! My passage unto the immortal Heaven…

Memories rely on my memory, as deeds done both as promised and as flippant to a general’s cause. The brutality and the legion’s savage cries while their reign is death. My age of heroes I’ve called them brothers and sons who followed me full into the slaughters of War.

I am named for one cause and sworn into history for every trespass of moral and determination, grating over humanity…a slight into our coexistence of all mortal’s breath, as cruelty lasts throughout the throes of the sword’s peak, but most of all ravaging mercy.

Bless’ed to ye Hannibal, the flag of our downfall and the conqueror’s quail of thine hero! I, Africanus who’s bested thee. I cannot rest your soul for having done this to me, as your victor to once and for all crush Carthage which has left me damned for the everlasting wails of my victims, the very souls for which you fought. And I cannot hide my tears from my dear Polybius, that between us my fate has lost my soul as we perish all.