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One More Tag + Writing Teaser... (No Art)

OOF Re-publishin this chapter for a friend who liked the writing 😗

Yeah. I ran out of art to post with this. XD Tagged by the lovely Musical! ^o^

1. My favorite eye color is blue! :D
2. Anything RainingStorms  writes! And also anything Muranu writes too. The man practically oozes style in every word of his writing. ;-; OH! And although I haven't gotten to read much from Deafening__Silence, definitely her books too! :D
3. I used it LOVE Ariel! I always sang along to every song in the Little Mermaid when I was little! ^-^ 
4. Hmm... I once tried to read a book by Stephen King... I only got 3 chapters in before I closed the book for good since I was already really creeped out O.o Basically anything by him is the creepiest story I've ever tried to read XD
5. I prefer the fantasy genre to anything else! And although it's not really a genre, I love stories with settings in times like the Victorian era :3
6. Good grammar, relatable characters, a well developed setting, interesting plot, well paced story telling, the usual ^o^
7. They are questions! :D

8. I ship myself with Levi ;)

But ya know... The other Levi fangirls would probably attack me if they all knew that. ;-;

9. Hmm... Well actually, I ship you with Ittoki... I know you like Masato better, buuuuut... XD

10. SLEEPY. I was up till 3:39 in the morning, and got exactly 3 hours, and 30 minutes of sleep on a school night... ;-;

11. On myself, I prefer long hair, because I feel like it's my only nice feature. :'D On other girls, I generaly like it better mid-length, like to the middle of their back. For guys, I don't like it super short, but I also don't like it below the shoulders. XD I KNOW I'M PICKY, HUSH.

12. It's not really a deep quote, but I guess the thing that has stuck with me most is "There will always be someone who's better than you." Now, it may sound negative, but that's not really how I feel about it! To me, it just means that there will always be someone I can look up to, and aspire to be like. :3

13. If life were a person, here is what I would say.

Hey buddy. I never asked to be here, so thanks a lot for making me participate. I swear, you're like those teachers that make students do group projects just because you want everyone in class to participate in something as a team. You're annoying, frustrating, yet somehow enjoyable at the same time. I don't expect you to care, or understand what you've put me through, so I won't waste my time. Just know, if you plan to ever bring me back here, I better live in a f***ing mansion, and live near everyone from the KPA. -_-

Yeeeeeeah... I think life would probably kill me on the spot... o.o

And I guess since there was no art this chapter.... I'll um... I'll.. P-post... S-some wr-writing... >_< It's not much. Probably only about 1/4 of how long a full length chapter would be... And it's also not even a final draft. Only one out of about 3 or 4 different drafts... If I ever decide to publish an official story, the beginning will probably look completely different... Also the world isn't fully developed, so I may change names, facts, etc if I make the writing project official.... OKAY I'M DONE! GO AHEAD AND READ MY S****Y WRITING. ;-; -drops the mic and hides under a rock, never to come out again-

The sun hung lazily in the sky, its rays dying its surroundings a deep red, almost as though it was reflecting the surface of the blood-soaked earth far below it.

Arin looked on as the enemy fled the battlefield, an odd feeling arising within him. It was not pity for the enemy, nor was it regret for the blood which had been shed that day. It was something entirely different, something that he couldn't quite place. Taking a deep breath to clear his mind, he turned back to his own men. The battlefield was no place to be sorting out feelings, even if the fighting had ended for the day.

The injured and dead were being loaded up into wagons by those who were mostly unharmed. Arin headed over to help, receiving many stares from those new to the battlefield. They hadn't expected him to care, or bother with those below his rank. They quickly averted their tired eyes when they caught Arin looking at them, and proceeded with their tasks.

Kneeling beside an injured soldier, he quickly got to work checking to see how severe the wounds were. Seeing that it wasn't anything immediately life threatening, Arin stopped the bleeding, carefully hoisted the man up off the ground, and loaded him onto the wagon which housed the other injured men. The man moaned tiredly, mumbling out the name of a woman as he closed his eyes to rest.

Everyone was exhausted, Arin included. The fighting had gone on for nearly 4 whole days. Everyone was surprised the other side had lasted that long against the Arkadian forces. Especially since Arin had been on the front lines alongside General Nikolas Valier. There were a good number of rumors going around about the both of them, many rather outrageous.

Plenty of men were convinced Arin was the reincarnation of Arkadia, the ancient commander turned first king, best remembered for the slaughter of over 3,000 men by his own blade. A similar rumor was going around about Valier, though it was much more preposterous. He was supposedly a demon general who had come up to the Earth to kill humans, and devour their souls to become stronger so he could usurp the devil himself. Ridiculous, really.

Perhaps those silly rumors were what had brought the young Lieutenant and the surly General closer together. Although both men had the same idea about friendship within the ranks- that being it was a waste of time- they were surprisingly close, and depended on each other both on, and off the battlefield. One might even go so far as to say Arin was Nikolas' right hand man, though both men would deny the statement.

Arin helped load up the last of the injured, and was about to head over to his horse when he noticed a small figure on the ground a ways off. It appeared to be a young boy from the opposing side, and Arin's instincts were telling him that unlike the other still bodies which lay scattered about the now emptying field, the boy was still alive. Pausing from his earlier plans, Arin glanced around him. The other men were still not done gathering up everything they needed from the battlefield. Surely he would have the time to~ To Be Continued Maybe

Yeah, that's all I've got so far. ;-; OKAY, BYE. I KNOW I HAVE REASON FOR SHAME

BUT

LOOK AT WHERE WE AAAAARE

LOOK AT WHERE WE STAAAARTED

-cries- I'm Hamiltrash, I'm sorry. But... IT'S QUIET UPTOWN. ;-;