(By the way, for those of you who dont know, this is the second part to my first story, Day of Crimson, but anyways, feel free to read and enjoy the story :3.)


     It was a day unlike any other, the day where a ruthless savage receives justice. The wrath of the elements continued under restless coal stained clouds. It was as if the gods were weeping, for no storm ever continued for this long. Two guards approached the savage and looked at him with cold eyes. “You’re going to pay for your crimes, even if you were a knight and fought for the kingdom! A traitor deserves no remorse. Stand up Percival, you have nothing better to do now.” the two guards said with hatred. Percival did as he was told; he got off of his knees, and stood up slowly and worked his way into a refined position. The two men, now dumbfounded, look at Percival strangely. “What is this? You finally decide to stand up like a knight? Pity you had to be killed today, now follow us, we want this to be clean as possible sir.” the guards said, this time calmly. As they marched, Percival glanced to both his left and right being careful to not let rain drop into his eyes. The people stared back at him, they weren’t exactly friendly. “You deserve to die you filthy wretch! I waited so long for you to die, and now I can see it!” the people shouted with such anger that they could easily be mistaken for as a mob.

     He stood motionless for a brief moment, he breathed in and out and then looked at the filthy cold ground, and he could feel the rain droplets hitting his head softly. The enraged people only stared at him, and in their confusion whispers can be heard. The guards fixed their eyes onto Percival; their first thought being; what is he doing. They waited patiently, standing in the wet and soggy earth, their boots getting wetter by the second. They start getting impatient, and they both draw their blades that glimmer as if it was made of gold. “Get a move on now.” they both said, “We don’t have all day for this.” Percival only toke a quick look at the two, and in the rain, he said “I’m taking a look at the world before I go, wouldn’t you two do the same?” They both stomp onto the ground, “Lollygagging is not tolerated sir, as much as you want to see the world now is not the time.” they said. Percival takes a look at the sky; he could see only the grim clouds haunting over the horizon. As he closes his eyes, he begins to remember what it was like when he was a kid, the storm did not make his vision dim, but instead, it brightened his thoughts. The sky was once blue with the bright yellow sun shining above the world, and at night, stars pervaded the beautiful night sky.

    He opened his eyes, and the only thing that he could see, were stars. Smiling, his eyes were focused on bright meteors; their trails emanated a brilliant shade of blue. It was like a dream, but his dream was not seen for a very long time. He opened his eyes again, not because they were closed, but because they were not open to reality. He saw the rain droplets again and shed a single tear. “They… are all... perfect...” he regretfully said.