What Was That?

The blood dripped down a mountain. It was a strange mountain of dangled arms, twisted legs and crushed skulls.

It was actually a mountain of corpses. It was a haunting sight to behold.

It was located in the center of an innocent-looking village. It was an empty and dead village now. The houses still looked intact, the streets clean, and the air pure, but all the villagers were dead, piled high in the center of the village.

On top of the corpse mountain, a person was sitting crosslegged, his legs long and thin, his skin pale, and his eyes closed with a small smile on his face.

"Hmm~" Akuji hummed a song. "You lied to me~"

There was someone kneeling below the mountain. A tear-ridden old man was staring up at the person on top of the mountain, his heart heavy with regret and sorrow.

If he had only spoken the truth.

If he had just betrayed their ruler.