Chapter 2:

The blue soldier doesn't care

5 min stories to keep you company


All you could see were clouds of dust growing.

The fake miasma hurt my eyes.

Suddenly, without warning, an arm cut through the dust clouds and grabbed me by the neck.

It was a soldier all dressed in blue.

“Hmph” - He smirked at me.

The soldier punched my stomach with his other hand. The hit was so strong it sent me flying.

“Gruahh” - I growled while some drool escaped my mouth.

The wind rang into my ears. The dust forced me to shut my eyes.

«Thud»

I fell.

“AHAHAHAHAHA” - the soldier laughed loudly.

“Weren’t you supposed to be the strongest?” - He said while trying to keep his laughter away.

It pissed me off.

“Youuu” - I clenched my teeth and growled at him.

“Hmph? What?” - The soldier smirked and crossed his arms.

I clumsily tried to sit down while glaring at him. Alas, he quickly pinned me to the ground with a single kick.

“Guh-”

“Really now?”

«Creak»

Suddenly a tiny sound shifted the attention elsewhere on the battlefield.

It was just a small group of villagers.

The soldier smirked at them.

In that moment I realized what true terror was.