You decide to stay and fight on. Unfortunately, the Dutch were one step ahead and captured you and many rebels hiding out in the outskirts of Banjarmasin.
The guards drag you to jail, before carting you off to the courts. You were then tried for treason by a kangaroo court, receiving the death penalty.
In that moment, you feel no remorse, but burn with indignant fury. You do not regret resisting the highly resented Dutch sponsoring of Sultan Tamjidillah and feel proud that you stood behind the rightful Sultan, Hidayatullah.
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Blindfolded and restrained to a flimsy pole, you face the firing squad.
As a religious Banjarese, you make one final prayer to Allah before reflecting on your time alive, remembering memories both good and bad.
Loud gunshots fill the air.
You have come to the end of this route. Do you want to start over?