The Power of Evil

The homes of the citizens were burned down. Bodies littered everywhere. Whether it was the smoke from the fire that poisoned them, or the knife draw that came from the palace army. "Let me go!" scream a young man being forcibly brought into the palace by two palace guards. Blood is being drained from his temple. Also the bruising in his eyes made him a little foggy. When he got inside, he saw the king sitting on his throne smiling down at him. The palace guard made him kneel and looked up at the king on the throne. "I told you I would destroy the city in just one night," the King said. "You're is the stupidest king I've ever known. Is there a king who deliberately destroys his kingdom but you?" the man blurted sharply. "It's either you or me. Only the city you're leading is mine. It won't affect the state that I'm currently running." After that, the man was taken to the dungeon. There's already people from his town who are still alive. Even if there are only a few, at least any someone still alive. "You guys all right?" said the man when the guard left the prison. "Geoff, geoff, you still alive?" asked one of the residents.