A woman and I were laying down atop a hill, staring at the beautiful night sky filled with stars.

The wind was softly blowing, the moon giving off a faint light.

The woman says to me, “I wish this moment could last forever, do you agree Jervis?”

I replied, “Forever is a long time, Mary.”

She laughed, and got closer to me.

Five years later.

The sun was going down and we needed fire wood.

I told my wife and child, “I’m heading out for fire wood, help your mother around house Sally.”

I left the house taking my axe with me.

I was on my way home with the fire wood, it was pitch black out.

Something seemed off to so he rushed home.

But what I saw shocked me to my core.

My village, my home was burning.

I dropped the fire wood and started running to the village, axe in hand ready to save my family.

I noticed the attackers were orcs, I ignored them, and went straight to my home.

I couldn’t find any trace of Sally being in the area, but I found an orc eating the corpse of Mary like a starving pig.

I could not process what I was witnessing, the only thing going through my mind at that moment was murderous rage.

I let out a primal scream as I decapitated the orc with my axe, I got covered in the orc’s blood.

That night, one hundred orcs were slaughtered.

The next day, I was found by the royal guards.

My clothes were torn and tattered, I was covered in wounds, and blood.

I was taken to a secret underground base, and they healed my wounds.

This place would become the base of the resistance against the orc king.