@flamingfallen
He should have been the White King, bringer of a prosperous era where those without the spark could be in charge and for their capabilities to shine. He should have gone down in history as the ruler of a white golden age. Peace should have come on a swan's wings. The greater light to drive out the foul grey-hearted. And yet it had appeared not all of them were truly gone. One cursing his body to stone, and one cleaving his body into two.
Once he was the Swanwinged Conqueror. Then he was the King of Wraiths. And now he was a bloodless shade trapped in the realm of the all-receiving, one of the many, bound by the pyrite chains of his crimes. And yet Laudon felt no remorse whatsoever. And why should he? Those who were regretful were nothing but cowards ready to turn away from their cause. Not Laudon. He regretted nothing, rather he had revelled in uprooting those greys who were the root of all evil; all past disasters could be traced back to them. Greys were an infection, a rot, and they would have destroyed everything if he hadn't destroyed them first.
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ADVISORY
Laudon is a villainous character, his opinions and actions are not a reflection of what I believe are appropriate in real life. I am not an advocate of what he thinks and does. Some material may be sensitive to readers. Please read with caution.
