The smell gets stronger, for years I stay. The smell of blood rising above with power and no mercy. To everyone who care but they don't. To everyone who is strong but weakened by circumstances. For all my life here, all I I've seen is the blood dripping from whom I must killed to give vengeance to everyone they've violated. I've rise to be the owner of the throne, but there aren't way to give mercy to people that've turn to monsters.
They face their doom to their own choice, and I'll believe for that's their faith. Cruel. Selfish. I bet people don't know what it means. Hearts stone as steel, but melted away to whom they called master. The leader of the rebellion. Letisha. She built everything and try to turn everyone against me. She killed people for the throne. She made people kill. No Mercy is even enough for her.
"I'll hunt them to every chance I get, father." I kneel with the sword I held in hand. "To every rebels who died, give no mercy. Don't pity those innocent that would kill you, even when their minds are free."
Innocent. That word strike to my heart, and it seems that it's willing to break me apart. Are they called innocent for doing such stuffs? I asked to myself but a whisper fell out of my mouth. Hoping no ears would listen. I try not to complain as I'm not supposed to be. Still the word strikes my heart, my mind flashes back to the moment when I held my brother's dead body on my own bare hand. They've killed him. They've killed, Harris. My only little brother. He is the innocent one, not them.
"They beg for freedom, but to my alliance that's hardly another thing We can do. They're freedom is to keep control of innocents minds, for it's to takeover the world."
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The ascendant
FantasyIn a world full of war A princess live to defend her kingdom. Her duty was never that easy until she finds out about a power that Could change everything... Her world, her surrounding, her family... Her everything. But now as things change she is to...
