• I feel my world collapsing around me. The ground is seperating. Threatning to pull me to hell. Was all of this worth it? Is this the right path? I didnt know but as I stepped forward facing my enemy, that had worked so hard to destroy me, I held my head high and stepped toward my death. This supernatural fear the clouded over my mind no longer dominated my thoughts and all I had was a single bullet left in my gun. I sighed. I stopped walking and stared at the Leader of this wretched kingdom that we call a Monarchy. The King. He was the one who unleashed this doom upon us. I pulled out the pistol and took the last bullet. I popped out the chamber and shoved the bullet in one of the holes without looking I spun the chamber and pushed it in. "Russian Roulette... Is it my time to die?" I put the gun to my head and pulled the trigger. There was a faint click and I grinned. "Now... Is it your time to die?" He held the gun to to the Kings head and laughed as he pulled the trigger. There was a loud bang and the King collapsed seemingly dead. He dropped the gun and began to shake. Was I going crazy? I knew there was something wrong with me. I almost enjoyed taking his life... But I knew this was the end. My sanity mattered no more. All I knew was that I was gonna die. It was a simple as that...

    As the hours passed I sat on the floor as the Kings demons surrounded me. I accepted my death. I had nothing else... I had lived out my purpose. His demons covered me all trying to dragging me down. I didnt fight. I hated this life. The only reason I was still here was to dispose of the King. I blacked out.

    When I woke up I was in a woman's arms. She was crying. I looked up and recognized her. I smiled and leaned up. I stared in her eyes and kissed her. "Let me go... I am no longer needed in this world." I rolled out of her arms and onto the ground. Finally there was a cracking noise and the ground split. Several hands came out of the ground and dragged me down. I am the Damned and this is my story.