What will: Happen if three villains run around the world?
A war that didn't take even 5 years to end. It was a devastating loss for the 4 kingdoms who didn't even know what was coming.
The jungle was burned to the ground, no life forms could be detected not even a single green leaf. The ground was painted black with ash floating around and mixing with the air. The once luscious forest could not be seen. There was only a barren wasteland and a graveyard for trees.
The sea change into the color blood, from not the enemies but from its inhabitants. The whales could not fight of the mermaids who unbelievably grew in strength. Lots of lives where lost and the Whale population had dwindled even more to the point of extinction.
The Whipper and Breck kingdom were not an exempted. The two kingdoms fell at the hands of the Indomitable and powerful Northern Alliance. It was not a battle. It was a massacre. No mercy could be seen as the enemies slaughtered the innocent civilians.
The one who dealt the most devastating blow was the Roan kingdom. There was not a single speck of the once proud kingdom of Roan. Debris of buildings and homes were scattered on the ground. Countless bodies trapped in those debris. And many dead bodies littered on the ground.
The heroes were gravely injured. Some barely hanging on their lives. There was no dragon left in the world. They we're all wiped out not a single one was left.
Panting hero and commander Choi-han looked around. He could see Rosalyn clutching her side as an arrow had pierced her. Lock down on the ground as he was slashed by a sword.
He could feel his hand shaking, As he looked forward to see a familiar person standing on one of the remnant of what was once the tower of the central plaza.
It wasn't anger that he felt, it wasn't even grief. But immense fear. He felt fear from what that person could do.
'How can he cause this much destruction in a span of only 3 years!?...'
The similar color of that person's hair fluttered from the wind. A similar face of those from his old world.
Korean.
Before he can comprehend the scene in-front of him. He saw the man mutter something.
'He might like this..?'
'He?...' Choi-han's eyes widened there were more of them? There were more of such monsters?
If only one of them can cause such mass destruction how much can two of them make?
Choi-han collapsed on the ground. As the smell of burning flesh and wood covered the air. A dark cloud covered the sky, thunder roaring as the dreadful rain brought sealed the fate of the world.
Kim rok soo leisurely walked along the hallway of a darkly lit castle. His footsteps echoing as he quietly entered. He had just came after burning a kingdom to the ground.
He was caught up in the rain which resulted in his hair being slightly damp and wet.
Opening a large door he went inside a brightly lit room which pierced the darkness behind him.
"Huh? Ah! Look who's back!" An excited tone greeted him. The owner lazily sprawled on a singular bed inside the room.
"Hm?.." A curious hum as the person peaked from behind a wall to look at him.
"Ah.. What happened to you?" The person from behind the wall let out a mocking laugh as he snickered at his state.
Kim rok soo frowned as he slumped down on the bed beside a red head.
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