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Dream

Tw: blood

You shook his hand and then the both of you went to sleep.

You were on a huge rock. It was more like a mountain though. You could see a lot from up there. But the view wasn't beautiful, it was rather ugly.

There was a war. On your side there were men fighting in white clothing, on the other side men wore green. It was horrifying. One man shot the other from a horse, two other clashed together and one of them slayed the other with his sword, others got stabbed in the back or shot to death, some got their limbs removed from their bodies. Blood and dead bodies were seen all over the battle field.

You saw it all. But you weren't taking place in it. You could only watch as your men got slaughtered.

You suddenly saw yourself run to the front. You were there, but you were also where you were standing, witnessing the battle where you also took place. Was this... A dream?

You saw yourself run towards the enemy, and without using your vision, you got your sword out and slaughtered a bunch of green soldiers, mercilessly going on rampage

and getting closer and closer to the enemy's hideout with every step you made.

The soldiers stood no chance against you, not even the ones that had visions. You were covered in blood, but it wasn't yours.

Once you've cleared the oath for your soldiers, the men ran forward, going past you as you stood there with the emotionless stare you were wearing. Your bloody white cape was blowing in the small wind that was blowing, as you waited for your last people to invade the hideouts.

As soon as the last man ran past you, you grabbed your cape and jumped up into the air, blocking the sun as you landed on a fence. The minute the enemy saw you they got shock written all over their face, knowing how strong you were.

You were just sitting there, watching as your men slowly pushed back the enemy.

Then suddenly, your men that were fighting at the front suddenly got cut in half and fell onto the ground. Somebody slayed them.

A tall man wearing pitch black came out from the shadows, holding a long katana in his hands. He looked strong, at least a lot stronger than the soldiers you were fighting before.

He started slaining your men rather quickly, letting the green soldiers push forward. You weren't pleased with it.

You jumped off from the fence, and started to walk through the battle field. If a man tried attacking you you quickly slained him with your sword, then continued walking towards the unknown man.

When you were only a few meters away from him, you swiftly lunged towards him and tried slashing his neck, but he blocked your attack. You attacked him once again, and again and again, until it was his turn.

He first went for your legs, but you jumped up and landed a hit on his shoulder. Your sword went deeply into his flesh, leaving bleeding mark there.

Now was your time. The dark man let his guard down, and you quickly cut his head off. You put your sword back into its sheet then jumped back to your previous place.

Hours went by until your soldiers finally got to defeat the last enemies. You finally won. At least, you thought. Before your men could go into the depths of the base, you heard something really loud. Soon, fire started to come out from the hideout, and it hit some of your allies. Another man came out, wearing green. He must have been the boss of the enemy.

Your men tried stopping him, but only in vain. The soldier slayed all of them with only one sword strike, making you grit your teeth.

You stood up from your place, and jumped on the enemy. He easily dodged your attack, making you land on the floor. But as soon as you touched the ground, he attacked you once more, and you were barely able to dodge. He left no scar on you, but you did leave one on him. While you were dodging, you quickly drew a small scar on his left eye, making him go blind.

The man got angry, and ran towards you at full speed. He striked, and you were barely able to dodge. But he was too heavy and too strong for you to hold him back, he knocked you off balance and he striked again. He cut your legs.

You screamed as he got his sword out of your leg, and a second later he strikes again, making you dodge with your arm, resulting in another huge injury.

You finally got yourself together, grabbed your sword, and not letting the unknown soldier get his sword out of your arm you cut off his arm. Now you could finally stand up, but since you were already injured to the leg it was not an easy task.

You and your oppenent were still fighting, but now you clearly had the upper hand. The man wasn't too good with his left arm, but you didn't give him any mercy. You swung your sword to the left and to the right, cutting small pieces of flesh out of your enemy's body, finally knocking him down.

"Please, have mercy on me" the man begged.

"You were the one that attacked this island, and you're asking for mercy now?" you pointed your blade to his neck. "You shall rot in hell, you insolent fool, for killing thousands of innocent people." you said, as you cut his head off. You were barely able to catch your breath, as you finally settled down. The war was over.

"Now that I think about it, maybe it would've been easier if I used at least one of my visions" you laughed to yourself, as you sat on the ground with your blood-covered blade.