ThirdPerson POV:
The man in black had blood on his hands, . . . but it wasn't his. Crashed structures laid in front of him, bodies scattered everywhere. He assumed they all were dead, they surely had to be, right? There's no way they could've survived what he'd done. Little did the man know, only most died, some survived.
He walked through the broken cobble paths, broken structures, and bodies, some decapitated. A smile crept up in his face. This was what he wanted; revenge.
He didn't even feel bad as he saw children's bodies without some limbs, laying on the soil, covered in their own blood. Some of them lost their eyes. "Maybe bringing me back wasn't such a good idea, Nikki."
Everyone who'd been at the Woodland that day had suffered in some way, whether it was losing a limb, losing their eyes, losing someone they loved, or dying all together. This was after the man in black had bombed the kingdoms, though. Let's start from the beginning instead.
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'~WARSICK: Behind The Mask~' Jefhalo Edition-Book 2
FantasyWith Jschlatt gone, who everyone assumed would be forever, life was peaceful, for a while at least. That peaceful lifestyle had then been shattered when someone that was supposed to be dead returned. They were incognito so no one truly quite knew wh...
