The War

The sky that was once blue was now blood red ,

the field once fresh green that bore the fare were now dark brown piled up with corpses there just rotting out in the open , the people living in the villages were evacuated they left behind their houses, their pets, and their memories.

But not all could escape from the horror behind them, some were trampled, some were killed, some became prey for the wild animal, and that's not all people cannot trust eachother, because it is in their nature. But we cannot blame them because at times like these mad men ravage on the street running wild on a killing spree.

But the nation did not had time to worry about this cause they were right now at the middle of a war. The people no longer had the luxuary to sleep peacefully, many had already succumb to their deaths and many were still dying.

The situation was surely tense. This was of course a war but the creature against whom the war was could not be called a human anymore.

It killed everything in its line of sight soldiers, men, women, even children and nothing could quiet its rage such a being could be called nothing but a Demon.