The wounds I took during the battle are painful but their healing. I look down at the souls slowly falling down to the afterlife.
“Is this what you wanted miss? To see everyone dead?” They whispered.
I look up. I see the cottage in ruins, the field where the flowers grew burnt to ass. The smell of death was everywhere. I don’t see her. My light, my purpose...my love.
“I did not want any of this” I gestured to the scene before us.
“ I just wanted a quiet life. I had a wife, family and a purpose” I said sadly “but you refused to let me rest. You refused to find a different way.” I said angerily.
The spirits said nothing in return.
“So when you get to the place your going to, do me a favor. Tell them they have a war. And that I’m coming for them.” I say with anger and revenge.
“That’s not going to bring her back!” The spirits shot back.
“I know. I’m not trying to bring her back. I’m killing them. This time for good!” I tell the spirits as they finish falling. I know that this road will be long and that I will never see her again but it will be worth it. I had given them too many chances. This time they’ll pay. No matter what.
