What is war? A jungle of death experience initiated by the first men? A meet-up of grand minds? Or simply, the need of blood... Well, it depends. My mother used to say that petty minds make up of their pettiness over war.. I'm in sync with her. But I also think that War is....
"--Playground!? That's for good kids. You are not a good kid. A good kid shall eat whatever's given to her. Did you eat the dog shit I carefully I gave you? Did you drink the Special Coronavirus Drink I made? No!! You didn't. You are not a good kid.."
That was a souvenir of the past. My mother treated me with care and attention a kid girl needed to grow. And during special events, she would give me rotten dog meat to eat. My mother loved me. Too bad she died.
"Wake up!! Look at your feet! It's sore and disgusting. Leeches got in and is sucking you from the inside..."
She trained me to be better than her. And it worked. Each day I spent getting tortured. It was for one purpose.
"Forget pain. Forget it.. You're immortal. Pain is mortal.."
Right.. I forgot it eventually...
"But don't forget the pain you must teach to the world!! I am A Rose And I Am The Biggest Villain to have existed. But you. You shall be greater. You shall be Better. You shall be Crueler. You shall be Fleur Rose, The World Conqueror.."
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What is War? I would say that it is way for a continent to settle affairs. As long as no innocents is mixed up in it, why should I care? I'm the saviour of the people human. Not a soldier.. My father made me who I am today for one sole reason.
"Protect those who can't. Those who are rich and powerful shall help the most weaks. Don't ever try to be someone you are not.. Be who I want You to Be..."
And I will protect the weaks. Everyday, till my death.
"Remember! You are the East Continent Most Powerful human.. Your strength is to serve those who needs it. It isn't for you. Your body isn't yours, it's the people's. Your mind isn't yours. It's to th---"
People's. I heard that so much, I ended up becoming insensible. After my father's death, I continued his will. Until, I started doubting myself. Earth have more than just one race. But I was allowed to protect only one of them. Eventually, the witch went extinct. One after one. And all of that because of her name, Electra.
"Son. One day, I'll be gone. And you'll be alone to make choices. Never forget.. You shall forever protect your race only. If not, who will?"