This chapter is dedicated to Sartaj Bedi
Clash of clans is one of the most popular games in all the app stores or play stores. But there was one boy his name was, Sartaj Beta. He was an COC(pronounced cock) enthusiast, Clash of Clans was his passion. He always tried his best to make sure he got the best out of everything COC related. His uncle was a magician, and one day his uncle wanted to use him for a magic trick. His uncle always knew he loved COC so this magic trick was going to be special. Sartaj was so surprised yet so excited and thankful at the same time. His uncle had somehow made Clash of Clans a reality he was living in COC. But all of a sudden a handful of barbarians started pushing him into what looked like battle. Sartaj was so excited he forgot of what dangers lied ahead. They started attacking and straight away it seemed as if they were doing some damage. But 1 or 2 barbarians were dying every 35 seconds and Sartaj was starting to get scared he actually burst into tears of freight but only for a little while. It seemed as if he was the only one that could save them from defeat even if they got one star. He charged towards the town hall and was having a pretty good breakaway but that all was just for about two minutes. Before it all hit him at once an Archer Queen struck him in the leg with her sharpest arrow. Next, a cannon hit him so hard his guts got blasted out of him. Sartaj knew that liking COC was starting to become dangerous. So he took his own life right then and there, even though in the injuries he was in some lvl 4 healers cou;d have healed him. So that was the last anybody ever heard of Clash of Clans. THE END
Sorry if this was depressing to Clash of Clans lovers.
