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I’ll become the Monster

warning: slight gore, blood mentioned, angst, war, medieval times

He stares out into the open field. The rain and thunder was the only thing he could hear. Millions of bodies were on on the ground with a puddle of their own blood.

He had to do it, he had no choice. It was him or it would her. So he made a monstrous choice. He used his men as sacrifices. His trusted soldiers, his friends, his family. He did it all for her.

His beloved wife, his safe space, his whole world, the love of his life. The rain grew harder and the sounds it made were louder. The thunder crackled over and over. He was no longer a man. He was no longer righteous or brave. He told himself over and over. That he did it, only because he had to.

Now, as he stands in the field. The enemy was defeated. But many lives were taken. Now, he will forever remember this moment. This tragic nightmare, he lost his best friend, his comrades, his army, and his family. They trusted him, they listened to all of his commands, they followed him to depths of all of their despair.

But at what cost? Surely they all had families to go home to. Friends they wanted to see again. Their wives who bared their children. Their freedom, surely each of them had something to live for. So why? Why did they follow him to the end of their lives?

It was because he was kind, merciful, righteous, brave, smart young man. He was the one who looked after everyone. Considered all of them as friends and family. He respected each of them. They laughed, they joked, they cried, they eat together, the shared stories and memories.

They fought together.

Why did it end this way? How could this have been the only outcome? Was there another way? Or was it fate that it ended this way? He, all alone. Standing in the middle of a bloody cold field, were thousands of his men. Sacrificed their lives, it was a win that the war is over. But it doesn’t feel like a win.

It was a lose, lose situation.

As reality hits him with each passing second. He falls onto his knees. He looks up into the sky. The rain drops glazed his face. His bloody beaten up face. His clothes soaked in blood and rain. His sword next to him after he had dropped it. He no longer felt human.

He was a monster, he knew the risk. He knew the cost of all of this. But to protect his love. He had to do it. If he was the same man he was before the war. His love would be left in a hands of a dark cruel man. A man that wasn’t him. He couldn’t let that happened. So he took a thousand men’s lives.

As he watches the clouds as if the rain was trying to wash away his sins. He sobs, a weeping sound streamed out of his mouth. A scream was heard, it was his own. Filled with rage, despair, and pain. He wept for his men. He, had became

The Monster.

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(Edited)

Hehe, just some free writing. I’m trying to break through this writer’s block. So I was told to free write. Tell me what you guys think! Which character do you think this is?

Also this isn’t Tokyo debunker original kinda is setting. I thought I changed it for a bit.