Kenway stood on the walls that protected the gleaming city of heaven from the world. Or, that's what they were supposed to do. And yet here he was, standing on this city's last defence before their own fists and blades, about to step inside, and ruin everything. What a world.

Kenway started walking, looking for a safe way down the to blue tiled rooftops, wandering around the fearsome quartz structure, when he ran into something. A guard, walking toward him, a bow in hand and a sword at the ready. He was donned in a combination of blue and white leather as well as a chainmail lining underneath the tough material. Kenway froze, petrified. The guard turned, and saw him. "Halt! Who goes there?"

Kenway didn't reply.

"I command you, utter thine title and purpose on top of the walls, you peasant!"

He remained silent.

The guard drew his bow. "You have one more chance! What is your name?!"

Kenway didn't say a word.

He didn't need to.

He lodged his dagger into the guard's skull.

He fell over like a sack of potatoes, his life draining out of the wound like a thick river flowing down a hill.

Kenway felt hollow. He'd just, killed someone.

Killed.

Murdered.

Slaughtered.

But he felt nothing. Just a numbness building in his chest. He simply walked on, not sure what else to do.

He eventually found a place where he could drop down and run across the rooftops. The Admin's Tower was in the centre of the city, so it would be hard to sneak in easily. He was supposed to get in, set the place on fire, and leave. When the Griefers saw the fire, they would storm in, knowing that the main focus of the society's defences would be used to quench the flames before they spread. He hopped and leaped across the buildings, nearly falling to his death at some points. It was a lot easier than he'd thought. He guessed the Admins would never have thought parkour a viable way to destroy a city.

Kenway finally reached the Tower. He could only describe it as a candle, a candle that lit up the surrounding darkness, filling it with warmth and light. It was as pale as the moon, and small chamber at the very top of the structure contained a large amount of glowstone and mirrors, creating a cascade of light across the valley. Kenway would have marvelled at such a creation, had he not been here to stomp it out. He had been told that while the outside was mostly steel and stone, the inside was purely would. Flammable, burnable, wood. He would have jumped inside and set the place ablaze with his lava bucket, but there were about a dozen guards on each level. It would be difficult.

But he had an idea. He took out the flint & steel. He lit it. He threw it inside the building.

The fire spread in seconds.

The Tower of Admin's burned. He saw fire explode out of some of the windows, along with some of the admins who resided within the landmark. The Tower now truly did light up the valley.

He ran away, afraid of being caught. So very afraid. But now he was terrified of where he was heading.

The Griefers had pushed blown up the doors of the city. They were storming in. Nobody understood what was happening until their head had been removed from their shoulders, until the psychopaths drew out their bows, until they took out their tnt, lava buckets and poison potions. The Admins were taken by surprise. Most of them were wiped out in seconds. And soon after they fell, so did the city they vowed to protect.

Kenway watched Glanshire collapse.

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