Chronos part 5

Mark Garfield the name of the first prince of marcovia, rightfully heir to the throne of the empire of marcovia, at least that was before, he was once the heir his real name Alfredo Garfield, a name he abandoned after feeling the Marcovian empire, he was one who looked at his father for acknowledgement just like any child would, but he took it to far in order to gain the acknowledgement of his father he lost himself before he even figured out.

That feeling of acknowledgement from his father after the experiences he went through, turned to hate immense hate, one that a son should never have against his father the only thing that kept the relationship between the two was Elizabeth she was the strand that prevented bloodshed but now that strand is gone there is nothing holding him back, he is like a beast freed from its chakles ready to devourer it's prey but his heart has softend as when he lost the relationship between father and son, he found one even greater, in his years of torment in the area near the great divide, a relationship that goes beyond anything it's goes beyond blood ,faith and believe so much so that to protect this new found relationship that brought him light in the darkness he is willing to become the darkness itself.

They say this world is hell and the only thing that keeps us going is hope, even if what we hope in is not real or won't save us yet we still hope we hope in love, in God and in all things hope keeps a man alive it gives him purpose it's one of the foundation of our goals ,for mark he found hope in Gilgamesh and now it seems his hope is fleeting Mark despair has begun.

As the giant size man landed in the veranda, half of the veranda destroyed from the impact of his landing Mark flat on the floor as blood came from his body he was on the verger of death, but even in this moment he laid his eyes on Gilgamesh from afar.

The giant size man standing on the crushed bodies of two of the assassin's their guts spiled, they were flat as a roaches, Benet his feet he looked down on them and raised his foot shaking the blood off his foot and spiting into the mashed up courpes saying in a slow and staggering voice

"Weak"

Gilgamesh on the floor started to gain councionsnes, he turned to his left and to his right like a baby who was having a serious stomach opset that caused him lack of sleep, Gilgamesh struggling to move, his eyes open slowly as he struggles to breathe and to move the poison has already spread throughout his body, and the wound in his chest causes great pain not even his will power could keep him going, the feeling he felt in this moment reminded him of the condition he was in before he became the prince when he was stranded in the regions near the great divide he was no different from live stock infact his pretty sure live stock had more value than him, he expirenced what it truely meant for one to suffer he expirenced hell he went months without food and water, he had many injury's most life threatening that it until he met light as he layed on the floor in both timeline one thing remaining the same the light was in front of him even if the light couldn't help itself it helped him.

Mark saw Gilgamesh moving he was both worried and happy at the same time he knew the giant man would kill Gilgamesh ,and Gilgamesh only hope was to be on the floor playing dead Mark turned his head up looking at the giant like man he was filled with terror probably because he feared death but, it was also because of the aura he gave off he was like the messenger of death sent to collect souls, Mark got up with the last of his strength remaining ,coughing up blood,his legs had stopped working like all the strength in his legs had vanished he tried and fell he tried again and fell he pushed his body to the wall using it as a support to stand his eyes were tried and he lost a lot of blood, the three assassin's immediately attacked him once more he saw them but couldn't react to them his hands felt num, he was at death door as they almost reached him the Giant man waved his hands the force so great it pushed the assassin's back a bit he looked at Mark and said.

"Mark Garfield son of one of the four great kings, why do you fight you have lost".