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• King : Xero •

An army of soldiers marching up the hill. Sweat dripping from their armored foreheads. Weapons and shields clutched in their grips. You were up on your white mare, leading troops to battle.

The enemy side. Full of power hungry and greedy individuals whom wanted nothing more than to watch your blood spill before them. You knew that would never happen. Unlike the rival side, your soldiers could outwit the wisest of all in the land. They were stronger than an orc, braver than a beast, and loyal like a wolf.

Even if you were to not make it, they would. Nearing the top of the hill, you scanned the horizon. A sea of chanting black leather armored foes. The mare you sat upon stomped her hoof into the ground, feeling the energy and the vibrations of many feet shaking the earth's crust.

You raised an axe into the air, signaling that the battle was about to commence, and to wait for your word. Heart thumping against your chest like a rabbit's foot, a long drawn out breath of fresh air entered your lungs before it would be tainted with the smell of blood.

"Men, we gather here today on this land to fight for the safety of our loved ones. We shall not be taken over by those who cannot even take care of themselves, let alone our kingdom. Today we fight for our freedom!" All the soldiers yelled in unison, sending a powerful wave through your bones. "Ready," you shouted, the hold on your weapon becoming tighter, time seeming as if it was slowing down.

"Charge!" You and your men flooded down the hillside. Horse hooves pounding into the brittle, dry grass of the flatlands, turning up a path of dirt behind you. Your heart was beating harder and harder with every second the opposing team got closer, them too now charging with sharp blades and bludgeons.

Within centimeters of the first enemy, you swung your battle axe, colliding it with the poorly armored throat of a burly man. Blood spurted out on your arm, the warm liquid soon chilled by the wind as you continued to slice through the mass.

Out of the corner of your eye, you noticed a person galloping around a path leading into a valley that broke off from the flatlands, surrounded by walls of rock, on a black and white steed. The only people who rode horses into battle were those of extreme importance and hierarchy. Sharply turning, you freed yourself from the clashing warriors to follow, not taking into account who's side this person was on.

The sound of metal clinking and cries of death becoming faint, being replaced by the sound of crashing water. A waterfall fell from high above the rocks down into a pool below, slight mist drifting around the contact it made. Pink flowers budded from vines that hugged the rocks tightly. You put your axe into a pouch. The sight of something must have startled your horse as she reared up, throwing you out of the saddle.

She took off out of the valley with your weapon as your back came into contact with the unpleasant, sopping mud, knocking the wind from your lungs. With blurred vision and gasping for air, a figure stood above you, blocking the sunlight. As soon as you were able to breathe normally again and could see clearly, you noticed that the person standing before you was the one you had followed into this place.

Your eyes wandered about this mystery being's attire, swallowing hard once realizing it was all black leather with an all black, metal chest plate. You for sure thought you were done for now. They removed their helmet, resting it against their hip. It was a male. He had sharp facial features, brown eyes that looked back into yours, and his damp black hair stuck to his forehead. He was quite attractive, but you mustn't be thinking such thoughts as he was the enemy.

You noticed letters engraved into the metal helmet he was once wearing. It spelt out Jiho. A jolt of panic shot through your veins, heart jumping in your chest. It was the Jiho you heard many things about from your father and mother. Even from villagers who told you many gruesomely detailed stories of what crimes he had committed to our people.