Drumonkey
Paragon of Dreams
"A general? No not really but my time in egypt made me think you were at least a warrior. I think my body told me you were a warrior but I still figured you had seen the horror of battle. Your story is tragic but quite endearing actually Color me suprised." Dru smiled and in that moment his eyes seemed deeper and lacked the earlier childish gleam they had. Now they looked like a deep but frozen body of water.pbtenchi said:@Drumonkey
"Thats true. Okay, I will share my story. When I was alive I knew nothing but war, the war had taken my farther and my two elder brothers, and one day, it took me too. My sister screamed as I was drafted. My platoon was sent to capture an enemy settlement, in the fighting the general got killed, so I despite being the newest member took up the role and I carefully and methodically created a battle plan. After we succeeded in taking the settlement, I was made a general myself. I became famous for ruthlessness is pursuit of victory, until one day, I ended the war. The war had been the only thing in my life, and everything was empty without it. A neighboring kingdom needed a new royal family, so to reward me for my services they sent me to rule. After my coronation, I did what I always did. Thought tactically. So, I declared war on the empire, it was the logical thing to do, whilst I was monarch the empire would use me to exploit my kingdom and their would be bad terms for centuries, if I declared war know, no matter which side won their would be peace. After my failed so called 'uprising', I was executed for treason. I here they published a book on tactics based of my journal though. That's the story of how I died. Now for the story as why I'm still here. The netherworld is filled with demons, beings that feed and thrive of chaos and destruction. Yorgoth the demon god was especially gluttonous, and chose to revive 13 individuals famous for bringing destruction in life, as you can tell I was one. However, in my time in the afterlife I lamented that I had, wasted my own life, never thinking of myself, I realized I had been given a second chance to pursuit happiness." Said Ralzanoth Witcheart, formally General Ral Tacticus, the man whose name was lent to the word for an action or strategy carefully planned to a achieve a specific end. "Didn't think I was a general in life did you?"