A woman and I were laying down atop a hill, staring at the beautiful night sky filled with stars.
The wind was softly blowing, the moon giving off a faint light.
The woman says to me, "I wish this moment could last forever, do you agree Jervis?"
I replied, "Forever is a long time, Mary."
She laughed, and got closer to me.
Five years later.
The sun was going down and we needed fire wood.
I told my wife and child, "I'm heading out for fire wood, help your mother around house Sally."
I left the house taking my axe with me.
I was on my way home with the fire wood, it was pitch black out.
Something seemed off to so he rushed home.
But what I saw shocked me to my core.
My village, my home was burning.
I dropped the fire wood and started running to the village, axe in hand ready to save my family.
I noticed the attackers were orcs, I ignored them, and went straight to my home.
I couldn't find any trace of Sally being in the area, but I found an orc doing unspeakable things to the corpse of Mary.
I could not process what I was witnessing, the only thing going through my mind at that moment was murderous rage.
I let out a primal scream as I decapitated the violating orc with my axe, I got covered in the orc's blood.
That night, one hundred orcs were slaughtered.
The next day, I was found by the royal guards.
My clothes were torn and tattered, I was covered in wounds, and blood.
I was taken to a secret underground base, and they healed my wounds.
This place would become the base of the resistance against the orc king.