The words of my father kept flashing through my head: "Soon your fortress will kiss the clouds". I knew immediately what he meant by that, but he probably didn't. They lined up my friends in front of me. Left to right Mike, Bruce, Christopher, Kyle, Steven and Fred. "Soon you will come to your senses when you see that good cannot prevail," said one of the guys who held me. "Yes I will." I said to him, just not as he meant it. Because no one can ever win, neither good nor bad, because both will last forever. Until they all annihilated each other. Only then will this madness come to an end. I saw my friends shiver, sweat flowing down their faces. Understandable when you consider that we all had normal lives before. A job, a family, an argument with the boss and wife. Now I, and probably my friends too, realized that what we then saw as hell was paradise.Now we are stuck in a dimension where everyone is going crazy, where hatred and suffering reign. The two soldiers in front of my friends docked, ready to shoot. They were just waiting for the officer's order. Bruce yelled "No! I don't want to die like that, not like that! Now I started crying too. It didn't look like me at all." See what they did to you? They have softened the steel in your chest ". Don't you see that the good will lose by doing this? Your stuff has no guts in your veins, you lack your hatred, which drives you to fight and to win." I did not answer this Comment. A strand, I wiped a strand from my face that was stuck to my forehead from the sweat of my fear. Isn't it the feelings like love, joy and compassion that make us what we are ... people? Kyle looked surprisingly relaxed. That was probably because he has nothing to lose. He killed his family a long time ago because they always molested him and his brother.His brother died after his father rammed a knife into his chest. He was only 13. After Kyle killed his father and the rest of his relatives in revenge, he was sentenced to death. "Poor pig" I said softly to myself. Now he dies without ever having experienced anything beautiful. Everywhere only death and ruin ... It just pisses me off! Then I closed my eyes to think about what was important to me, otherwise I would have gone mad. One of the guards grabbed my neck, "OPEN YOUR EYES, FOAM. LOOK FULLY CAREFULLY! THIS WILL FIND THE WHOLE WORLD SOON IF YOU DON'T DO WHAT WE TELL YOU!" When I opened my veined eyes to To see my friends alive one last time, the head bastard grinned at me and shouted ... I will never forget this scene again ... "SHOOT!", and they shot each of them several times. Their blood, which splashed out of their bodies through the monstrously large balls, soaked my entire body.It ran from my hair, over my face, into my armor and over my armor until it dripped to the floor. Their screams are filled with pain. As much pain as this whole goddamn and forsaken world unites! They sank to the floor, whimpering. I just couldn't believe what had just happened. And the soldiers ... those pigs just laughed. They laughed like they'd just heard the best joke in their whole, despicable one. "HAHA you see? As I said. The good cannot win HAHAHA!" The anger in me rose. One of the soldiers let go of me to shoot dead bodies again ... his mistake. I kicked him and fell to the ground. Everything happened suddenly in slow motion. I caught the gun on what he dropped and shot. I shot around until it got quiet around me ... I opened my eyes. I stood in a huge puddle of blood. I ran into the woods. I ran and ran until I tripped over a root.And there I was, lonely, abandoned, dejected. "I can't let my hatred control me now. Then I'm no better than you" I tried to make myself clear. Then I remembered my father's words. I had to warn the people in the fortress as soon as possible. It was as if I had been blown through by lightning. Suddenly I was standing firmly on my feet again and went back to bury my friends. When I was done, I grabbed one of the soldiers' horses and rode off. Behind me I heard a soldier's radio "What's going on? Have you done them?" ... Yes, they did ... They'll be suspicious in five minutes at the latest, I thought. I knew I had to ride as fast as I could. The spy probes that they used to analyze the situation in areas that were not transparent could detect movements within a radius of 5 km. But that was one of the minor issues I should have been concerned about."They're going to blow up the fortress! RUN, RUN," I yelled at the horse. The forest I was in is near the fortress, only five miles. Yes "only" eight kilometers.

In front of me I saw sunlight breaking into the forest. “THAT'S THE FRONTIER OF THE FOREST !! AFTER THAT'S ONLY FREE LAND COMES!” The horse fell, but neither of us suffered any major injuries. I only had a few bruises on my face. I immediately got on again and rode on. I rode as fast as if I was fleeing from the hatred and suffering what I am leaving behind, or rather, want to leave. Now I felt the rays of the sun and the fresh air on the meadows. The sky was clear, just a few small cumulus clouds. I saw the hill behind which the fortress is. Although I was glad that I could reach the fortress in time, I was on the verge of fainting. A long, dreamless sleep ... that I no longer have to worry about. Thousands of tiny needles poked my right hip.That's when I saw that I was bleeding. I must have taken a bullet but didn't feel it. Probably because the fear and pain that eats my soul is greater than that that causes the bullet. The fortress was in front of me. I heard music and laughter. Then it occurred to me, today is the king's birthday. Even the citizens of neighboring places must then be there. One more reason to hurry. The sand road was uneven and had potholes from the heavy freight carriages that always drove here. It had to happen. My horse stepped into one of the deepest holes. It fell and the leg broke. But I was already quite close to the fortress. I saw the two guards with their gold armor and blue cloaks standing guard at the gate. I yelled "Evacuate the fortress" and waved around like crazy. One guard narrowed her eyes. “Isn't that Sir Elandor?” “Yes, it looks like it. But what is he doing?” answered the other guard. "I think he's trying to tell us something."I waved like a madman and kept screaming" GET THE PEOPLE OUT OF THE CASTLE! "Then one of the guards screwed up his eyes and saw the panic on my face." Something is wrong here, "said one of them." WHAT SHOULD WE? ". I repeated" TAKE THE PEOPLE OUT OF THERE, THERE'S A BOOOOMMMBEEE !!!! ". After that scream, my lungs felt like a vacuum had been created in them. They looked at each other," Oh my god! We have to warn you quickly! "Said one. Damn it ... it's too late. I already knew that they wouldn't make it. It's like in those films in which someone tries to get someone else from the killer who is behind creeps up to warn. Then he has to watch a loved one slowly being assassinated by him. One is desperate. That's how I felt right now. I would have no more problems if I gave myself the bullet now. Then I would be all worries go and I would have had something else going through my head before I died, and there it was again, my sadistic manner that my wife hated about me.What is she doing right now? ... But no! That would only make the other's problems bigger. Maybe I was your last hope ?! I've always wanted to do something meaningful. Because I often felt useless. A burden on the shoulders of others. Now I was no longer useless ... I could help others by selflessly advocating their lives. Sir Elandor, the savior of the oppressed. That sounded good. With that I took courage again. I got up, grabbed my sword, and held it up. Rather die sensibly than live uselessly! A new strength flowed through my body. But my newfound strength weakened again when I thought of the helpless people in The Fortress. The guards ran to the king who was standing on the balcony facing the courtyard. "Your Majesty, we have to evacuate the castle immediately!" I would not have thought it, the people stormed out of the castle like ants, as if they had to protect their hill from something.But too late for the people, the majority, in the castle. The bombs were detonated, it blew up. The people in front of the castle threw themselves on the ground. A huge flame shot into the air. The fortress fell apart. Parts of people landed around the castle. I turned around. Everything seemed like a dream to me. I closed my eyes, returned to the castle, and opened my eyes. But it wasn't a dream. It was the bitter truth. I ran to the people outside. Then I saw Sir Peterson lying on the ground, he was missing a leg .... I knelt in front of him and grabbed his shoulders. "Elandor, are you still alive? There are still miracles in this world." "Stay calm, you can do it." shouted people behind us. "The King ... Death?" He coughed up blood. "I haven't done my job. He's death, Oh God" "You mustn't die, there are still enough people who need your help." I said reassuringly. He looked down at himself."I can't help anyone with only one leg. At most the prosthesis craftsmen" He laughed. “No, there is nothing left for me to do here, maybe in another life.” Oh, if you..AHHHHH. He was in great pain "If you're looking for Aileen, she left a week ago." As if he could read minds. He closed his eyes and stopped moving. “NO, NO DON'T DIE, STAY HERE, DON'T YOU LISTEN?” But he was already dead. Injured people were carried away everywhere in quickly assembled stretchers. Definitely in the next place. Now it started to rain. The rain washed off the blood of my friends that was still clinging to me. Somebody betrayed us. Someone revealed the location of the fortress. Then it flashed through my head like a lightning bolt. Four days ago my father told me that he was going to blow up the fortress and Aileen disappeared a week ago. "She won't ..." It turned black around me. And there he was again, the wise