'Twinkle Twinkle'
'Little star'
'How I wonder what you are'
'Up above the world so high'
'Like the devil in the sky'
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'Twinkle Twinkle'
'Little star'
'Let the darkness become our guide'
'As the shadows feasts on our cries'
'Then we vanish into the endless night'
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'Twinkle Twinkle'
'Little star'
'We'll gouge our eyes and praise thee'
'And as we bleed beneath the watching skies'
'We pray the end may come so swift'
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The upheaval of cinders soared through the sky, a representation of the chaos that befell them.
Their screams echoed. Scattered across the burning villages and beyond them were the floating flagships.
Cities burned. Buildings were incinerated and livestocks were fed to the bloodhounds.
Who were they?
Children of the Order. Sons of the Evening!
The invasion of the barbaric empire.
None were exempted.
Men. Women. Children….
They all burned to flares of the Empire's soldiers.
Unburdened by the erupting chaos. A young boy was seen, his eyes soaked in tears. Watching his people getting slaughtered.
His face contorted.
Watching the ray beams from the floating ships descend on his people.
The knights clad in noir were tenacious .Their malevolence knew no bounds.
Dressed in a dirtied rag. His shirt was already stained by the bloods of his parents.
His mom, His Dad and his siblings…
He watched them die!!
With the plainfield leveled by the ships above him. The bombardment of his people brought an end to the people of the natives.
And amongst those that were taken as slaves was a child whose eyes burned with malice.
A fateless one.
Unbeknownst to them. They spared the life of the one man whose name will be the end of the world.