Slowpacedrevenge Stories

The king's order was simple: "Burn it down." No warning. No chance to escape. Just fire, death, and the excuse that it had to be done. My family was there. My friends. Everyone I've ever known. Only a few made it out. Now, the world praises him for his sacrifice. They call him a savior. I don't care what they call him. I just know one thing. He has to die.