Others see a heartbreaker; someone who doesn't know love. Someone who is bored of his life so he plays with others. But I see differently. I see a boy broken beyond repair. Someone who has felt every emotion there is. I see someone who is lost; not knowing what to do with his life. He is someone who wants to distract himself from the pain. He was broken, and even I was not sure if I could fix him.

We were once powerful. We were once strong. We were once respected. We were once the kings. But we trusted them. They betrayed us. They destroyed us. They ripped us apart. They killed our people. They almost killed us.   But we are alive, and we will come back.

She was tired of it. She was sick and tired of the way the government sent them out like toy soldiers. She was disgusted by the way they disregarded people's lives just to win this war. Blood was on their hands, but they didn't care. They were blinded by the power, and they will stop at nothing until they get it. She didn't want to do it, but she had no choice. She was just a pawn in a king's game.   This was their war, but it was being paid for with our blood.