Pushed Aside

 

 

“Hey Boss! What ya doing?” Asked the King’s Royal Servant, but then he realised it might have been a horrible time to ask this question in such a light manner, because the King had a grave look surfacing on his face,

“We… are at war with Yusifilia,” Said King Klad, who was the monarch of Nazmeania at the time.

“What! You’re joking around, please tell me you are,” 

There was a look of confusion and desperation in his face and voice, as if he couldn’t believe what King Klad was saying, even though he knew that the king doesn’t joke in manners such as these.

“I do not kid about these matters, this is war with Yusifilia”

King Klad looked like he had been thinking, the royal servant didn’t know what he could’ve been thinking so he asked,

“King, you look like you’re thinking about something what is it?”

The Royal Servant didn’t expect such a… powerful response, because the King always answers shortly.

“The leader of Yusifilia used to be normal, he used to laugh, but now he’s a disgrace upon his kingdom and all of Classoria, we even used to be friends, but now, we’re at war,”

And the Royal Servant (who’s name is Qien) answered quickly “I agree, Tuli-“

“DON’T SPEAK OF THE TRAITORS NAME IN THE KINGS PALACE,” 

Shouted the king angrily, the king obviously now hated Tulif, the Monarch of Yusifilia.

“Sorry king, but may I continue what I was saying before?”

The king obviously now realised he had been talking for far too long, and requested that Qien go back outside the King’s Quarters.

 

Qien had been wondering as to why he had been excused out of the King’s Quarters so quickly, he had only been there for around 30 or so minutes. As he mindlessly walked around King Klad’s enormous palace, he had accidentally bumped into one of the maids whose name was Lare.

Qien blushed,

 “Oh hello Lare, um, what are you doing at in the palace at this time? You should be back home,”

And Lare seemed to blush too, 

“Oh, h-h-hello, I was just wandering, and I was actually trying to find you!”

“But why? Why are you trying to find me Lare?”

The maid hesitated, as if she couldn’t find the words to say, 

“Well, um I thought, that maybe you could… help me with something… could you?”

Qien seemed confused as to why she was stuttering so much, but he answered,

“Oh yeah sure, what do you need help with?”

“Could you help me organise some things in the storage room?”

 

They were just organising things at the storage room until Lare said, 

“I was thinking that maybe we could…” 

“Yes?”

“go on a…”

“Go on a?”

She was hesitating so much that he thought it would take a million years for her to finish what she was saying.

 “Date?” She said whilst twirling her hair, her cheeks turning bright red.

“O-oh… w-well, um, ye-yeah sure” He stuttered. “W-what time?” He asked 

“How about fri…” she paused, looked left to right “Let’s keep this a secret for now ok?”

“Al-alright, see, yo-you on Friday I guess.”

 Not knowing that Tulif’s spy Gardevon was secretly listening to Qien and Lare.

 

As soon as Qien and Lare left the storage Gardevon, was plotting a plan to take their relationship and turn it into their worst nightmare.

 

It was Thursday, the day before Qien and Lare’s date, until King Klad had called for Qien, 

Once Qien had arrived to the glamorous and royal palace he asked,

“Yes King Klad?”

The king seemed to hesitate before speaking his words that would puncture any chance for the date to happen, 

“Well my loyal servant, it looks like we have a spy in the Palace, I would like for you to try find him immediately, and if you do not find him by Friday, you will get demoted to a normal servant, understood?” 

Qien had understood, but realised that he might not make the date on Friday, as Qien has always been humble, he said he was gonna get to it immediately.

 

Meanwhile King Klad had been thinking of getting Kämpe, the King of Noahland at the time, to help with the current situation with Tulif, even though he knew that Kämpe had his own problems at the time with the current terrorist attacks…

King Klad even thought of getting Joshrand, but he knew that Thomson (the king of Joshrand) had a history of stealing land from many kingdoms.

King Klad decided he was going to have to do this himself, but with a little help from some people of Nazmeania.

 

Day 1 of the War, Friday 30th May 15:34 ,The Yusifilian Soldiers

 

King Klad even thought that he should get Wisamia even though they had a history of bombing other innocent kingdoms. He was still pondering over what kingdoms he could trust, until he heard screaming coming from outside his palace.

 

 

 

Tulif had launched his attack of Yusifilian Soldiers on the main city of Nazmeania, Hatienoa where the Kings Royal Palace stood. Each of the Yusifilian Soldiers had armour that made other kingdoms envious, it was gold-plated with gems carefully placed on by armour-smiths of the most professional kind. They had swords, forged from the fallen blades of other kingdoms soldiers of whom they killed, each sword unique, and each sword special, the Yusifilian Soldiers had everything they needed to launch a successful attack but Hatienoa prevailed and still fought back with, not fancy armour, but the will to win and fight back to save their kingdom!

 

Chaos still raged within Hatienoa, and Nazmeania was losing soldiers, but Nazmeania was still fighting not holding back, and seemed stronger than before. 

King Klad was shouting words of speech to the archers and soldiers fighting for Nazmeania, until… King Klad was… shot down from his balcony by the Yusifilian General Of Archers, Ghanti. Ghanti had a menacing look on his face, and shouted out to everyone else who was there, “THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS IF YOU MESS WITH YUSI-“ Ghanti was cut off by a blood-curdling scream from somewhere, and it was Qien.

“KING KLAD, I SHALL AVENGE YOU, I WILL KILL YOU GHANTI, YOU WILL YOU PAY FOR THIS, YOU WILL DIE, AND I SHALL CUT OFF YOUR HEAD AS A TROPHY!” 

And then Qien lunged at Ghanti, making him fall off his horse, cutting him with his royal sword, giving him holes in his body everywhere, his armour destroyed, and blood was everywhere, it was a gory scene, like no one would could ever imagine, people kept on fighting, and Lare?

She was nowhere to be seen, probably dead, or lost during all the hubbub, but Qien didn’t care about Lare anymore, it was just a love Pushed Aside by a real enemy.

 

Qien kept pushing forward more and more into Ghanti’s body until he realised, 

“Wait, why am I doing this, I am, becoming too violent, I don’t think I should keep on…” 

And then Qien heard a familiar voice,

 “Qien STOP! YOU DON’T HAVE TO BE SO… FURIOUS, JUST STOP,”

“Lare? What are you doing in the battlefield? I thought you were supposed to b-“

And then that’s when another batch of Yusifilian soldiers come to avenge the loss of one of their best Archers.

Blood everywhere, pain, screams, tears, death, hope being shredded by the Yusifilian Soldiers,

And everyone was either injured, or dead, except for Qien, he was the one person the Soldiers hadn’t touched, but Qien, well he was a very strong swordsman, he had taken down many Yusifilian Soldiers, without a scratch on his armour, and faith, even though he knew that his colleagues and friends were either in the safe dungeons of the Royal Palace of Nazmeania, or injured lying on the battlegrounds, or… dead, and yet he, Qien was still standing, like an unstoppable force, until Qien had decided to finally fall due to loss and frustration and everything that made him sick if of life, he decided that he couldn’t take it, he couldn’t take life anymore.

He thought, “What is the point to life if there is nothing to live for?”

And from the other side of the war the supposed evil side, the people who fought in the war were considered at heroes, as valiant soldiers, but I am the only person that told the true side of what happened, and what losses occurred, I told the story in a way the Yusifilian’s would have ever told the story.

 

Just remember, I told the story with the things that are true, and the Yusifilian’s didn’t win valiantly, they won cowardly, because the soldiers of Nazmeania, they fought with, not power but what they had, and what they had was their passion and the strength that lives within them.

 

That’s not the end of the story, that’s just the things I found important in history, the history of Classoria.

ngl this is the most asss thing ive written

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ts is fire

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we need a sequel frfr

no this is ass, the idea is dumped, in the garbage