DAO: Return to the Throne

The Story Begins

The night sky is clear he walks and sees his mother talking to the general of the army. They appear to be going over battle plans. They seem cheerful as much as either of them could be about the whole situation. The General rarely smiled but he was always optimistic. Mother was wearing her shiny stained golden armor. She looked like a true leader. Mother looked over at me and tried to look happy. She always was trying to protect me. She said I would be important one day, but I just felt helpless. She was the strong one. She was the backbone to everything. She is who everyone turned to. She was the heart of this army.

As I looked at my mother with a smirk holding my sword. I saw in the distance men on horses headed straight for us. Sword were drawn and they were holding them high in the air. My mother and general looked and shouted for the men to get ready. We were about to be under attack.

My mother turned around and shouted at me to run. “Into the woods now,” she said. I’ve learned to not question my mother, so I quickly turned and ran into the woods. I ran and just for an instance I looked back. I looked back only to see my mother fighting for her life. She was so graceful with a sword. She repelled against so many. She seemed so unstoppable.

Then by the light of the camp fire I could see a shadowy figure come up from behind her. And then “NO,” I screamed. I saw her die right in front of my eyes. Her throat slit.

I didn’t have time to weep. I heard the shadowy figure say hurry find the boy. I had to do what mother said I had to get away she told me this would happen one day and I would be needed. So I ran deep into the woods.



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