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>penitent hussar is totally dispossessed
>all he knows is war and death
>all he wants is to live in the forest but on some level he knows it'll never work and he'll die out there
>forced to leverage the only skill he has to survive by hunting a person like any other animal, savage and dehumanized and starving himself
>maybe the creeping lethargy of withdrawal already set in; in his heyday, he was the commander and shooting specialist of his people, now he is gunned down while attacking someone with only his hands
>wheezing on his own blood and staring at the sky, he considers that he met the same violent death he would have met if he had never left - his curse fulfilled
>before he closes his eyes and slips into unconsciousness, he knows those few days of peace were worth years of war, and he had made the right decision after all