The reader and their team never lost in battle. Not until an unusual catastrophe hit the land and...
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- WARNINGS: Mentions of 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡, 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝, 𝐊𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠, and overall 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭. (lil fluff at the e...
'𝐕𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲' was the name of our team, for we never lost in battle. But this one.... this was a hard one! We've got support from our people yet, to no avail!
"Sarah?! Need a hand here!!"
"....."
𝘚𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦? 𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦!? 𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦, 𝘚𝘖𝘔𝘌𝘉𝘖𝘋𝘠!!-
yelling louder-"𝗦𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗛!!-uagh..."
I hastily tackled my enemies and turned around, to see my friends......dead. All were killed with no mercy. Some of their limbs were cut off, their faces brutally scarred, and some were crushed with boulders. I was distracted. Scanning at the heart-wrenching scene, I've come to the bitter realization that I, was the only one left...
"𝘼𝙖𝙝-𝙜𝙝𝙝..!!"
My chest was met with a crude arrow. "𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘐 𝘥𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘸?"-kept chanting in my mind. My body went limp and the only source of pain I felt was the loss, of my comrades, legacy, people, and 𝘢𝘭𝘭. I let the darkness take over my vision while dropped upon the blood-stained ground; like a 𝔣𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔢𝔫 𝔣𝔢𝔞𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯.
I woke up to see my friends basking in the bright, sweet sunshine, chatting and laughing away with no care of the world. "𝙷𝚞𝚑?" how could this be???