The smell of burning woods and charred blood can be smelt from miles away. The smoke and gun powder spearding everywhere and covering anything in sight, not even the heavens can be seen as if God has abandoned every soul on earth.
Through the smokes and fiery rage of the battlefield a boy emerges, he was fatally injured from the crossfire of the infantry units, his eyes glowing with rage, wrath, fury, vengence, determination, and pure willpower.
But, for now he knows that his blinding emotions won't get him anywhere. So, he put his feeling aside and prioritized his survival.
BANG. A bullet came out of the smoke and hit the boy's leg. "Arghhh argh", he tries his best to not reveal his position.
A thud was heard from where the bullet was shot from. His head instinctively turned towards the sound. A silhouette was seen from behind the smoke, the silhouette was coming closer untill it was fully revealed.
An elegant girl who looks to be in her teenage year emerges out of the smoke. It's an underestimate to say she is beautiful, she has an long aquatic hair that covers her ear and reaches her waist, She has a slim body and a radiant glow surrounding her body. She was wearing a military uniform with grey stripes, white camo and a helmet and goggles on her head.
The most noatble feature of her is the wing on the back, but not a natural one that you would expect to see in fairytales, for better or worse her wings were different. They were mechanical as if an angel was captured and modified to become a war machine for humanity. On her right arm one can clearly see an military crest or an emblem.
The emblem was a snowflake with a pocket watch in the middle and its chain were warping around the snow flake in a spiraling staircase pattern. That could only mean one thing it was an Ruskarran emblem or in other words he had encounter an enemy.
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The Ruskarran Empire. The land of whispering ice, it was once nothing but a small minor country with limited resources due to its all year round freezing temperature untill the current emperor Vaelith Auren Drayvon III
took control of the country, with his expansionist ideal he invaded neighboring nations and become the strongest country in the world.
The Ruskarran expansionist ideal caused the other countries to lose their sphere of influence but the other countries didn't yield, they would held a conference and they would form and coalition against the Ruskarran. From the point on the world was never same again.
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The girl slowly open her eyes to see the boy. Her eyelashes were doll-like and they were curved. Her pupils also have aquatic color matching hair her gaze was merciful and has a sense of kindness yet it was very dreadful just to be in her presence.
The boy and the girl, met each other gaze. The silence was broken first the girl. " You're still alive? Impressive I was very sure of myself that my bullet hit you in the head."
Her angelic mechanical wings folded into her back. "Sigh the smoke really distorted my aim and block my vision. Well, it doesn't really matter anyway since this is going to be the last bullet you will take."
After hearing the girl's words the boy get back to his senses and try to flee, with a metallic clicking noise the girl has aim her riffile at the boy BANG with a defeaning sound of the gunshot, the boy who has been already brutally injured fall on face.
he could feel the cold, damp, soft texture of the muddy battlefield up against his face, due to the loud gunshot his ears were ringing even the loud atmosphere of the battlefield were drown out. The pain of the bullet wounds all over his body were greater than anything he has felt in life.
The pain feels as if his flesh was melting off his body with a burning sensation and his bones would feel like it was constantly getting hammered, but up untill this point the boy has continue to push himself. He tried to get up and push himself but because of the pain and he was considerably fatigue if he had just more energy he would managed to get up again.
His vision was getting foggy and he was slowly losing grip of his consciousness. He was slowly bleeding out and the blood was pooling around his body, but just before he pass out he could feel the pool of blood around him rippled and then a pair of boots appear before his eye that was last thing he saw untill his mind has given up.
At this very moment his body has finally receive the blessing of eternal rest... or has it?