We Are Not Our Past

Prologue

Fire. That's all anyone can see for miles. None of us know what we're doing, or where we are, or who we are. We just want to kill. We need to kill. These people betrayed us. They shall feel our wrath, sevenfold. We will not rest until the king is dead.

I feel a pull to go towards the castle and I go inside. The guards rush me, but I make short work of them. They don't stand a chance against me. None of them do, yet still they come. Still they attack. It's pointless for them. I just walk to the king, the guards clattering as they meet their end.

"Foolish king. You know you'll die, yet you sit there. What do you have to gain? We will rule, and your people will die."

"If my demise is as inevitable as you claim, then I shall die without a fight. You monsters will never rule. Our Goddess will make sure of it."  The king stands and I run him through with a sword I had picked up.

"Your petty deity will not save you. The Queen will rule and you humans will be reduced to dust!"