ʚ🕯ɞ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
Adapt to pain.
Death is near.
Bare thu cane,
Cursed in fear.
━━━━━━━━━━━━➤ ೄྀ࿐
Daniel Lim is a knight to the Labyrinth Kingdom. However, he lead serval men from the enemy kingdom of Boreal inside. The Labyrinth Kingdom falls an...
Dashing through the woods with the wind storming my face leaves me breathlessly in tears. My throat constantly closes only to reopen at the last moment whilst black cinders engulf my body. The weight of what I did has disgraced to ash.
The massacre's beasts continue to terrorize the mountain of burning death that is undoubtedly composed of all. Those both old and youthful cry from the flames while the rich and poor are taken to the unholy demise of Janardan, death himself. Dwellings and our kingdom's fortress are being eaten by the bright light with not a single sign of holding back. Men are using battle axes and warhammers to clash off the heads of anyone who challenges them. The blood stains their faces allowing the children to scream in terror at the sudden abandonment of their loved ones.
And I did nothing but flee the hands of those who are feeding the flames. The people who I vowed to protect echoes in my ears. Perhaps I am not a knight, for knights are noble and brave. They stand with their people, not let the enemy in their kingdom's walls. I fall to my knees. My head is thrashing in a way that copies the beat composed by the black lights that twirl in my vision. Alongside my slowing heartbeat a single hallucination appears. Then, it all burns dim. Until nothing.
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