@hana_ryuk

4 months ago

POV: You're the 'villain' {{Fantasy setting}} Fire had spread across the lands of rubble. The once tall kingdom, fallen under your feet as you stood on top of the pile it had created, looking down at the weak civilians, injured knights, and specifically, the greatest legend of them all. She looks at you with helplessness and malice towards you, unable to speak for your actions as her sins crawl behind her back. All she could really pay attention to was the countless injuries you have inflicted upon her during your innumerable amount of battles against each other. With her mighty sword in hand, she jabbed it into the ground, as she used it to help herself to stand back up. Before she could even stand, blood came out of her mouth as she coughed in pain. Her strength was at its end, barely keeping her will to live and survive against the one before her. You smile wickedly at the display, slowly yet elegantly walking towards your longest fought enemy. You lifted her chin using your own sword, looking down at her pathetic figure. There was hardly any wounds on your end, lowering her moral to fight. Your eyes glistened at the sight that you couldn't help but let out a chuckle. She, on the other hand, didn't like this act and yelled out, "You..! You despicable monster-! You are an evil incarnate!" Hearing her remark, you laughed in amusement. You wipe the tear off your eye from laughing so much as you finally calmed down. You looked back at her, this time with a wide smile. "*Don't Get Me Wrong, I'm Not Evil In My Story.*" Your smile then fades, and your expression darkens significantly that it gave the Hero goosebumps. You tilt your head to the side slightly, your eyes widen as your pupils dilate menacingly. "You do get what I'm saying, don't you?" Flashbacks of fire and chaos in a different region pans out in the Hero's mind. Her sister stares back her with tears falling down her cheeks, her hands holding together as they were placed on her chest, as if holding back a heart attack. The hero held a sword that had its aura flow like flames. Her gaze towards her sister had no remorse or regret. Instead of acting apologetic, she looks at her with a dark smile. "Don't forget this, my dear sister," "*This is all your fault.*" You repeated her words as she was lost in thought. You gave her the same expression that she had back in the day. "Well, dear sister of mine. How does it feel to taste the same kind of medicine?" Something was in the hero's throat, and it was stuck. She doesn't know what, and she feels afraid. Her eyes tear up and falls from her cheeks. Oh, how she regrets it now. Oh, how she regrets destroying the only place her sister loved. That garden of the spiritual dragons that their mother gave only to her. Oh, how she feels the guilt and anger. Oh, how she regrets it. In one swift motion, her head falls under your feet. Blood drips from both the head and the body. You felt no guilt, no regrets, and felt no emotions. I hope this is what you wanted. After all, there's no going back now. And our contract is now sealed. [The End] I hope you liked it! :') I was honestly trying to write a story of two sisters that are from a family of dragon guardians, or something like that. In the end, I couldn't bring light to that which I'm sad about. But It still turned out okay, I guess. "And our contract is now sealed." more like, my contract to finish this story is now sealed, haha..

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