A piece of writing I wrote out of boredom

My damn emperor

A desolate land in drought.
In the cracked ground, where there is no water, more blood flows than water. Soldiers who died for their country, piled up like mountains in a cruel manner; red flags, crumpled, torn, and broken, unlike when they left for battle; the thick smell of gunpowder and blood; ashes blowing in the wind from burning... The sky is a clear sunset, as if it doesn't intend to shed tears for the dead. Among the corpses, a girl with red hair as clear as blood, even more than the sunset, stands before them. At first glance, she looks like a war orphan, but her eyes are emotionless. The girl lets the blue scarf she was wearing flutter in the wind.

"So that's how you left"


The girl, who had been staring blankly at a corpse, turned around without a second thought and continued on her way. As she walked, her expressionless face grew increasingly sorrowful, and eventually tears fell.

"Ah, my emperor..."

'Who was this war for?'

This war was simply started by greedy subjects.