Prologue

                                    

                                          
" Disappointing. You were always been weak like I thought you were. "
But for the weak to have done such terrible things, being a disappointment is nothing more than just a description. I have done far more worse to just be a disappointment. I was more than that. 
Perhaps the weak ones arent destined to achieve many great things. There was nothing for them but suffering. 
But who does not suffer among us ? 
Everyone has a story to tell. 
But not everyone's story is told.
I looked at the man who is sitting on the floor. His back is rested against a debris. A huge amount of blood was lost and its spilling endlessly on the marbled floor.
I can tell. 
From the looks of it, the man will not last long. 
I can tell.
Because I intent to do it. And I have no reason to let him see another day. 
The choice is not mine to make. Neither the jurisdiction to make such decision. I made a call on my own. I have to do it or no one else will. The consequences that may come afterwards will mark the beginning of the end. 
But I stood here. Without a remorse. To yield the sword once again. For its duty was always been to feed on blood of evil. A tainted pride in exchange for honor. I can only pay him gratitude for those times. But tonight, he needs to die in vain. Unless his death was spread among the kingdoms, the horror will continue to dwell. 
" foolish! what will you gain for killing me ? You think the war will stop ? Do you wanna be the hero for those fools ? Ignorant ones. You can kill and kill for as long as you want. But you will never find yourself again. " 
Its true I was one of those fools. But so does he. Only fools will resolve to killing each other for the sake of their own cause. Perhaps this was destined to end. Those who are in the battlefield can no longer find themselves. They find death. 
" It's absurd for you to think that a hero would appear in a place like this. The gates of heaven was closed down on us. We have long been forsaken. The only thing thats left here, is for us to kill each other. " 
Those memories are fading. Why am I thinking about it on a time like this ? All I know is that I chose to end it. I can no longer hold on to those things. After all I've done, I didnt expected myself to wait until such time I was placed in this kind of situation. It was only this time when it had me questioned my actions, my beliefs and my principles. 
I dont hold any hatred, not even for this man. Hatred is not enough to justify what I did after a long time of mindless killings. 
I did not do it all out of revenge. No one did me wrong. I did it to them.
I wasnt desperate. I am not in anguished. I am not in pain. 
I wasnt feeling anything. 

I am empty. 
" Ah, you speak truth, child. Its nearly dawn. The people are waiting. To witness the sun along with its risen hero. You have done it well. But on this day, remember it the most. Heroes and evil both thrive on violence. This is how it is. In the end, you're just a tool for violence, made to keep us down, and violence, only breeds more violence. " 



Death was served beforehand. Our sins will remain. Slowly eating us away. 
I made a step forward and let those be his final words. I could not let another word escape. For in this day, they have began down a new path. An even dangerous days to live with. But today, I stood with a tainted sword. A graceless heart in front of the throne. I can no longer serve an empty chair. A crown with no head. 
Today, there is only one thing left to serve.


One thing left to carry to your grave.



Today, I can only serve, the truth.