Extract from The Book of Dawn, Pt. II
Treachery, Ch. II
In our constitution, a guide which has been passed down the Eos for generations since the days of Albrecht the Great, war is an unnecessity and so do war with the heart to end it for the sake of an earlier peace. I follow this belief to this very day, and I doubt I would ever betray this feeling. It is why I did what I willed and why I willed to do. However, there have been many instances when I questioned myself whether this belief that defined the Eos could survive at all. There has been many injustices I have witnessed and forced myself to turn the blind eye and instances when I had the strength to be righteous. But I chose not to. Then, I ask myself whether I have betrayed my family’s code that they died by or not. Whatever the answer, and if ever there is an answer, it did not matter because every other soldier played by a different rule.
The first time I realized this is when I had met another boy. He was not born a noble but through the merits of his father, his family was elevated to the rank of lords. His name was Aurelius Radilov, the eldest son of Mikhail Radilov. He had a younger brother and a younger sister, but all three fledglings were like countering elements. Especially Aurelius. Like I, he did not view war as a necessity, but because it was an unnecessity, he searched for unconventional reasons to fight. That is not to say he was not born the way he was, simply that war gave him an excuse to enjoy his life which is otherwise most unenjoyable. Aurelius preferred not to seek for a way to end a battle as quickly as one should for he was entirely capable of doing so. He would rather seek out the means of battle by experimenting with his allies and enemies alike. Hence it is why I would be inclined to think that he despises engaging in battle himself knowing that he would be able to end it unnecessarily quickly. In other words, Aurelius Radilov was an animal, however warm he may appear to the kind, who toyed with its prey before it got bored.
Seeing such man be as deprived as he, I began to doubt the virtues of why we fight. But I was lucky that I had matured before that feeling extended out of the hearth of what I deemed to be the beginning of senselessness. I told myself that I, Regulus von Eos, would never fall to inhumanity.
— Regulus von Eos