\°~•Lui•~°/

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"Lui?"

The voices....

"Useless brat!"

They won't stop.

"Disgrace!"

They insist on tormenting me...

"You're pathetic, Lui."

Even though I killed them.

"No, please I beg you! Don't....please!"

The only ones I listen to are the painful ones, the enjoyable ones.

"Please sir, I have a family! Please, please!"

They entertain me...

"My children, they need me! Please let me go!"

I enjoy their screams for mercy but....

"No, no please! I beg of you sir, please no! No!"

Their suffering only reminds me of my own.

"Dispose of the body. I found no entertainment here."

My voice. How can I sound so cold? So heartless? I sound just like her.

Just like my mother.

We're so similar, share so much in common.

The only difference is that she died without blood on her hands.

I will not be as lucky.

    

"Sir?"


     My

eyes snap open as I'm pulled from my thoughts. My generals look at me expectantly, almost hopefully. To my own misfortune I was not paying attention, too enraptured by my thoughts. A sudden wave of rage flows through me, but I keep it contained.

    

"And what will be the point of this strategy?" I ask the general closest to me; a rookie general.

     His

eyes widen momentarily in fear before donning his poker face. "It will ensure Sokkelskrem is protected in case of a siege," he says, almost robotically.

     I

train my eyes on him, and he tenses. My anger begins to get the best of me. "And what is your opinion on this matter?" I ask coldly.

     He

looks shocked, as do my other generals. "My leige?" one inquires.

    

"You are not to speak unless spoken to, is that clear?" I roar and everyone falls silent. The rookie general is shaking in fear as I turn back to him. "Well?"

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