The battle is finally over
I can't feel my body
The soil smells rotten
The trees are dead
The sun is slowly setting
There are crows circling above me
Everything seems extravagantly crystal
Everything slowing down to a halt
I wonder how many survived?
Did anyone even survive?
I just realized I'm dying
Is this the end?
Is this how I'm going to die?
Such a champion I turned out to be
I failed everyone
Even my love Sarah
Wait Sarah!?.....Sarah!?
No..No, No, No..No, No!!
This can't be
Why, Why.....Why?
Why Sarah!?
Everything is starting to fade
I guess I really am about to die
The irony on how I welcome death
Even after striving so long to stave it
Sarah...Sarah, I will join you soon
They say death is a path we all must take
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Perhaps my path is an unending one?
This is my first fictional work, feel free to comment and criticize my work. Even your toxicity I will accept(even if I don't want to). I'd like to thank all those who enjoy reading this "book" even though it's still unfinished and really wonky. So please comment on how you feel and if there's a wrong vibe in the book I'm open to suggestions, and please no plagiarizing my work thanks
Ps. My work is a bit unorthodox
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Immortal
FantasyIn a world divided by war. A wandered, the accursed, killers, heroes, and simple villagers was called upon to serve. Lemarius was forced to play in a vicious board game that decided the fate of the land. But he was placed as a chess piece in a hosti...
