Post by Deleted on Nov 21, 2014 21:01:12 GMT -5
 | These lands have grown prosperous and fruitful within the time spent away from the flames of war. Given time to heal, songs fill the mountains praising the heroics of China's greatest heroes against the scourge that nearly driven it asunder. Save a few bandits that were plagued by poverty, the community grew and business flourished like never before. Shan Yu was not one of these singers nor spineless, thieving curs. "Your defenses are weak. Your guards fat and officers lazy." He mocked and spat upon the village's flames that lit his backside. When did it get so easy? He had no recollection of how long it had been since the battle at the castle, but enough to where his figure no longer was recognizable. Riding up with naught but his fur and hide clothing, and the Imperial guards to this village didn't even bat an eye! A sin that wouldn't have gone by had he remained! That was why their village was filled with screams, pleas for mercy, and brought to shambles by a lone man. Shan Yu had no time for mercy and no time to spare for the weak. He gained no allies except the conversion of the wretched into more of these dark fiends. Knowing the enemies and battles to come, the chieftan recognized the importance of gathering more enemies. Especially to combat that key wielder. For now however, he would be content with getting another Heartless to his ranks. Born of a little girl, with a little doll, whose little hair was seized by his iron grip. "And that is why as the weak, you will forever be under the boots of the strong." A scream was heard and then she was no more. |
LAIKA OF GS!
