He looked over the barren land and saw all the pain the war caused, he had played a big hand in all this and he could not face to see anyone he knew yet for if the looked into his eyes they would only see a darkness that invaded him years ago. He walked towards the closes base too see about his next orders, to see what city he was going to destroy next. He didn't like to do this and he tried to make sure anyone not fighting was out of the cities before he took on the armies in them but even though he did this and was only fighting the soldiers they were still people who loved and cared for others, in the end though he did what he had to do to save the ones he cared for.
He got to the base and walked into the main hall to talk to the leader their. He had to use their com links to contact HQ to receive the next objective. When he had found the leader he gave the leader a report of the damages and how many were still alive then he asked the leader for use of the com link. As he walked away he noticed like all the others how they looked at him but over the years he grew numb to it.
Just a little something I just wrote for no reason.
I know that he doesn't have a name but this isn't a story yet so that's all you get.