10-19-2010, 02:48 PM
He hugged the crying woman, holding her in his arms as she cried. He knew much of how she felt. Realizing what you believed in was wrong. Like how he had believed in his Mother. In what he was doing was for the good of others. It was all a lie. As his very existence was...
"Cassandra...I...I am so so-" King's apology was cut short as Veric entered the temple with his soldiers and he held onto Cassandra protectively. He looked at the numbers, and then down at Cassandra, before pecking her head. "I still fight by your side, Cassandra." He then looked at Veric and the others and asked, "What now? Death for us? Torture?" he asked.
Part of him wondered if they would just be let go to suffer with this knowledge. To build up another army and continue the cycle. If this belief proved false, or if Veric had nothing important to say, King would create a bright light around him, hopefully blinding everyone, before grabbing Cassandra and trying to escape.
"Cassandra...I...I am so so-" King's apology was cut short as Veric entered the temple with his soldiers and he held onto Cassandra protectively. He looked at the numbers, and then down at Cassandra, before pecking her head. "I still fight by your side, Cassandra." He then looked at Veric and the others and asked, "What now? Death for us? Torture?" he asked.
Part of him wondered if they would just be let go to suffer with this knowledge. To build up another army and continue the cycle. If this belief proved false, or if Veric had nothing important to say, King would create a bright light around him, hopefully blinding everyone, before grabbing Cassandra and trying to escape.
There is no such thing as a being of pure evil or pure good. We are all created with an equal chance of good or of evil.