the forest was quiet.. or atleast quieter than usual.. no other sounds than your footsteps and armour clanging to your sword… not even birds.. they understood you were on a mission.. a mission of revenge.

earlier that week, one of your nemesis’ had executed your mother, sliced her head clean off with a sword.. she was the only one you had left, and they were gonna pay for having her taken out of life with such brutality

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as your presence entered the kingdom, everything fell silent..no talking, no birds.. not even those annoying little creatures called children.

your stride was powerful, it had a meaning to it. you felt the rage, and power build up as you closed the distance between you, and the stupid castle.. you sword was already glistening, glistening red, having sensed your anger, the pure hatred pouring out of you.. your steps getting an extra bounce to it.. your powers were building up quickly.. you would take him off guard, not giving him the chance to power up! this was perfect!

the loud doors were suddenly quiet when you touched them.. your footsteps disappeared in the big castle.. but they knew where they were going.

the large door to the main hall swung open.. your footsteps now known.. though they didn’t know them.. just acknowledged. you stood in the darkness, as people who were there to worship this creature they called a king, tuned their heads toward your rage filled body.