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True evil

just a evil man

ALPHA_GANG_Price · Realistic
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4 Chs

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As Alexander's power grew, so too did the resistance against him. Brave souls, fueled by righteousness and courage, rose up to challenge his tyranny. But Alexander met their defiance with merciless brutality, crushing dissent with an iron fist.

Those who dared to oppose him were subjected to unspeakable horrors, their screams echoing through the night as Alexander's minions carried out his bidding without question. Entire cities were razed to the ground, their inhabitants slaughtered without mercy, as Alexander sought to stamp out any hint of resistance.

But even as the flames of rebellion flickered and died, a flicker of hope remained alive in the hearts of the oppressed. Whispers of a prophecy spread through the land, foretelling the coming of a savior who would vanquish the darkness and restore balance to the world.

Undeterred by the prophecies, Alexander redoubled his efforts to solidify his grip on power. He constructed grand palaces and monuments to himself, surrounding himself with opulence and luxury while his subjects languished in poverty and despair.

But despite his outward appearance of invincibility, Alexander could feel the tendrils of doubt creeping into his mind. In the stillness of the night, he was haunted by visions of his past, tormented by the ghosts of those he had wronged.

Desperate to silence the voices that plagued him, Alexander embarked on a campaign of destruction unlike any the world had ever seen. He unleashed his armies upon neighboring kingdoms, laying waste to everything in their path as he sought to quell the unrest that threatened to engulf his empire.

But even as Alexander reveled in his triumphs, a darkness began to consume him from within. The atrocities he had committed weighed heavily on his soul, gnawing away at the last vestiges of his humanity until there was nothing left but a hollow shell.

And in the end, it was not the swords of his enemies that brought about Alexander's downfall, but the demons that lurked within his own heart. As he gazed upon the ruins of his empire, Alexander realized the true cost of his ambition, the price of his soul paid in blood and suffering.

But even in his final moments, Alexander