The Begining of the End (末了之初)

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The Beginning of the End

Blood was everywhere. All I could see was blood. Even the sky was painted the painful colour. I was there, at the very centre of the chaos. I was standing in the middle of the barren landscape that was not just covered with blood, but also with countless bodies. Bodies of those who had sacrificed themselves for the ideal. They were loyal, and they were selfless. They were once friends, families and even enemies of each other. I was the one they fought for. It was my ideal that started everything and ended everything. All these people. All dead. Warm blood and tears flowed down my face, clouding my vision.. I could not but feel the pain of it all. My legs felt weak under the weight and my knees gave way. I let the force of gravity take hold of my body. The ground was the colour of life. I am in blood stepp’d in so far that, should I wade no more, returning were as tedious as go o’er. My vision blurred, and suddenly I was looking into his pleading eyes. His eyes were of the usual colour, ice-blue. They were the most pure, kind and clear eyes I had ever seen.
                        

I heard his gentle voice. It was sweet and soothing music to my ears. But I could hear the desperation hidden behind the softness.

“No,” he said. “Please, I beg of you.”

I stared at his tear-stained face.

“I tried, I really tried.” I shook my head. I could not bear the sound of his voice.

“Do not do this, please.”

“I am sorry,” I swallowed. “So sorry.”

I did not have the will to do anything except for just standing there holding the murderous and bloodthirsty sword. Blood, his blood, dripped down from the tip. He was kneeling in front of me, clutching his battered and exhausted body. He was vomiting blood.

“Your Highness,” he looked up. “If this is to be my end, then so be it.”

I opened my mouth to speak but he interrupted.

“No, your Highness. Do not say anymore. I know.”

I shook my head. I could not believe what was happening, so I stayed silent.

“Just tell me that you still love me.”

I was tongue-tied. I was still standing upright with him kneeling at my feet. I was crying so hard that my entire body shook. I tightened my grip on the sword I was holding.

I nodded. “I do love you.”

“Then do what you have to do.” He closed his eyes. He straightened himself and then opened his arms.

Time froze as he waited. Why does it have to be me? Why?

“Forgive me, Lord, for this sin.” I said.

I committed the unforgivable act. He opened his eyes. I fell to my knees. He toppled forward and I managed to hold his dying body in my shaking arms.

He leaned against me. “You have done nothing wrong. So there is nothing to forgive, your Highness. Nothing at all.”

“No, you do not understand.”

“Please, do not hate yourself because of this. You did what you had to do. And I am happy that you are the one to end all this.”

I said nothing. What was there to say?

“I had never thought I would die like this, in the arms of my beloved one. Perhaps, the Lord is pitying me.”

Do not leave me, please. I do not want to be alone. No, I will not allow it.

I hugged him even tighter. I could feel his life force fading like a dying candle. I wanted to say how much I loved him and how much I appreciate him. But I could not. These words never had a chance to leave my mouth and reach their final destination.

                      

I was so tired. So tired that when I fell onto the ground I faded into the void of unconsciousness. This war was the end of everything. The end of my life. I stopped living as soon as he died. I was breathing, but not alive with spirit and energy.

My father once said, “Death, as the psalmist saith, is certain to all: all shall die. Death, a necessary end, will come when it will come. Sin is a permanent stain. Every sin committed adds to it. You will also become a disgrace to the family. The stain cannot be cleaned or changed. No matter how hard you try, nothing can alter the existence of the stain.”

All these years I had been alone, living in complete darkness and despair. I needed someone to bring me to life once more.