All For One

We'll drink together
And when we drink we'll drink together, not alone!

Allen could not even remember who he was anymore. His life had become a endless haze of alcohol and regrets, pain and memories. The man next to him filled up his glass again. He couldn't remember anything after that, he only found himself in a war zone.

We'll fight together
And when we fight we'll fight together, not alone!
All For One, and One For All!

The rallying cry went up. It was war and there was no turning back. The masses of soldiers surged forward, each with a private motive.

Lost in the shuffle of the host was a young man. “For my love!” He yelled, cutting down the man in front of him.

Blinded by vengeance he fought on, even though his body begged for rest.

“Hey Allen, they got you too huh?” The weak voice came from beside him. Allen knew he was dying.

“Yeah, they... did, and you know... it's not that bad.”

At least in the end he wasn't alone.

We'll fall together
And when we fall we'll fall together, not alone!
All For One, and One For All!


Together.