Title: War torn World

Author: Dioas J.

Tags: Revenge, Heartless MC, War and Military, Faint Magic, Bloody, Torture, Cunning Protagonist, Arena, Harem, Princess turns to lover, Tragedy, Hateful MC, Dark Fantasy, Invasion, Death.

War torn World, Breath of Life.

In a war torn World. In the continent of SanJin. There are 4 nation's. Equal in power. The northern country, pro efficient in ice magic. The western country that is skilled in both archery and navigating. The east, rich in economy and manpower. Their wealth gives them advantage over mercenaries and equipment. And the south, their ships give them the commercial invoice. They control the southern trade route. All of them. At war for dominance. For one prophecy has revealed. If the SanJin continent. Does not unite, an enemy that never tires, an enemy that does not know friend or foe. Will invade. The leaders. However, do not wish for there to be four rulers. As they say. One mountain is too small for two tigers. Let alone 4 of them.

The south started war with the east. All of them fought. Until now. The war goes on. Countless innocent lives were lost. Until on the battlefields. Where the southern army marched. They were attacked. In the dark. Where no one can see. Countless men in horse back skirmished the southern camp.

"Kapitan!!! We're under attack!!!"

"How many Los bandidos?!!!" The captain demanded

"Kapitan. 100. All in horses and black."

"Los Kawardos. Fight!!!! Take position. Retreat to a single file!!!"

And then. His tent was trashed. A big horse came in. Along with 5 more. The leader of the group. Had his face covered with a dark mask. But his hair was clearly seen. Pure black and long. As long as his waist maybe.

"Kawardo!!! Fight me in the day!!!" The captain screamed with a raged voice.

And then, as he took up his sword. The leader,threw a small knife to his arm. Disarming him and disabling him.

"Where are you marching?!" A man in Black interrogated the southern captain.

"Ah ah. My arm. Let go you gringo!!!"

As the captain screamed. The man who reported, stabbed the captains arm with another knife and stick it in the table.

"Mi amigos!!! Traidor!!!"

As that man backed off. He knelt. And in fear. Answered the question. Maybe he wanted for his life be exchanged.

"Mi Heneral. We were marching to the east. The fiery plains. The western army was heading there." He humbly answered.

[Fiery plains? No. That's not where we were heading. He wasn't a traidor. Mi amigo. Was saving la casa.] The captain thought to himself.

But with no hesitation. The leader cut off the man's head with a sword of about 8 ft long.

[Eh? They're not giving him life? Does that mean. They knew it was a lie? Impossible. Do I have to choose? Life? Death? If I give out the motherland's plans. I'll live. But where will be my place? If I die. Will it be in vain?] Questions flooded his mind. As the men in Black talked to each other.

"Where are you marching?" The leader once again interrogated. He screamed out as a man once again stabbed his arm with a knife. This time. A heated one. "Cough. Damn it! The Eastern plains!!!! We were marching against the Eastern army!!!"

"My good grace. The Eastern plains. We can't fight that well Leader." A man blurted out.

And then. The leader suddenly turned cold.

"Do you want to back out? What will happen to your resolve that took you to fight with me?! What will your wife and daughter say?! Every one here. I'm carrying all our lives. If you back out now. I will have to discard yours." He heartlessly said. While the others were staying quiet. Because they knew. That the anger of losing their loved one's, can never be compared to the "war" of these foolish rulers.

"No leader. I know all too well. How painful my family, no everyone's family and loved ones felt at that time. I will fight. To the death." With fire in his eyes he replied.

And, the leader. Went to the captain.

[What? What will he do? Let me go?]

"How many scouts did you send out?" He asked.

"10. According to them. The Eastern Garrison in the plains has about 5000 men stationed. But that was 8 days ago. They probably have 100,000 by now." He said with a coughing voice.

"You've done well" The leader told the captain of the south.

"Please. Let me go. I have a newborn son waiting." He desperately pleaded.

"Let go?"

"Yes. I I will give you more information. The the map!!! We have a map of the Garrison. So please-"

"Please? What did you do when people asked you that? Oh no. Not asked. Begged. Son? I had 2 little siblings. One was a girl. About 12 years of age. I forgot. She died too long ago. Did you know what your war caused? They raped her. A 12 year old girl got raped. Over and over and over again! I can still remember that day. When you're war burned my home down. My father, he's probably dead by now. My mother would've been sold as a slave. I remember it as clear as it was yesterday." Kuro then spat at the Captain's face. then, ordered his execution