Journal of a Brave general

Day 7

It has been two days since we have attacked the empire. When we stormed
in on the fortress, we had over one million troops, I was given one hundred-thousand. Now I am down to only five-hundred. Out on the battlefield is a total nightmare, the enemy has been able to bring back dead gods, they were controlling the god of dragons, Naor . After we saw, my soldiers and I ran as fast as we could to the place of the emperor. I have not seen as much death in my life as have in the last few days. My men and I are trapped in the caves below the battlegrounds.

None of us can sleep due to the horrors we saw. We have seen many things
in our lives, but nothing close to this. Every time we manage to fall asleep we awake from the nightmares having to re watch the deaths of ourselves. Our moral is low and the enemy is on the prowl searching for us. I pray to everything divine and holy to save us, for we may not live to see the next day.

I saw it again, this time I saw it up close, I felt it’s dark presence. I succumbed to fear I could not move or take my eyes away from the beast, as it began to walk towards me it spoke in its evil tongue. “I told you to leave this place and you did not take my advice. Now you will have to face the consequences. You and your “army” will fall and have to watch your families be enslaved by me.” After that it vanished. I could once again move, but my heart was still pounding. I doubled check to see if my troops were okay. Thankfully, none of them have been killed or gone missing. I just was informed by one of them that are rations are low.