*Blink-Blink*
Anon opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling with a confused expression.
"Hmm...? Where the fuck- ?" As Anon tried to stand up from the bed, his whole body started to hirt as if it's going to breakdown from stress.
"Fuckkk... This body is too fragile." Anon spoke with a serious expression as he took things slowly and stood up from the bed.
Anon walked upto the window and looked outside.
It was already dark outside and The Demon soldiers of different tribes are roaming outside the castle collecting bodies of the dead.
'These Demons, they don't believe in any kind of God. There are many tribes of demon in this world and every single one of them have different talents.
Like the Stromtides... They have big brains. They know how to get shit done. This castle is holding up just because of their strategies... They know when to sacrifice soldiers and when to call them back.