Who wants to fight
Misfortune they say never strikes twice, maybe that was true, but today has just been on bad new after the other. We lost platoon after platoon of soldiers, dangerous as we were, we were still taking the high road, and as a result dozen of our soldiers have already lost their lives. It was frustrating, and also infuriating, we were trying to save the fucking universe and there were people who didn't want that to happen, people who felt that a universe bathed in darkness with no individuality was the right thing to have, I never felt so bloodthirsty.
"pardon my intrusion high King Kael, but his highness prince Michael is here to see you! I know your orders were to not let anyone in, but the prince has been standing outside for the past hour, should I?"
"It's no problem, just let him in." I said to the guard as I shifted my gaze to the massive planet that was drawing ever close to Spero.