Mikail
As the air began to darken... coffin upon coffin... thousands were killed... all by the army of Salvador I during the massacre... I was the Supreme Commander of the Imperial Army, Mikhail Bogandov... everyone had died... we had won... crows flew overhead... it was a gloomy sunset... among all those corpses... a messenger brought the news of victory to the kingdom... my iron blades were completely soaked in blood... the silver sword had turned red with blood... My helmet felt heavy on my head... just war... war... war... one day? ... is this a mistake... I had been fighting since I was 16... capturing city after city... I was a simple soldier and now the Supreme Commander of a great kingdom... I returned home with bloody clothes... to a large house that only I and a few servants lived in... I was in the grand hall, intending to go to the bath to wash the blood off myself... A doorway opened before me... a supernatural portal. Red and black... several soldiers emerged from it... they e
About Mikail
As the air began to darken... coffin upon coffin... thousands were killed... all by the army of Salvador I during the massacre... I was the Supreme Commander of the Imperial Army, Mikhail Bogandov... everyone had died... we had won... crows flew overhead... it was a gloomy sunset... among all those corpses... a messenger brought the news of vict...Read more