Mingyun

I let myself fall towards the pit of darkness. As I landed on the snowfields, where bodies were sprawled all around me. There was no spot not claimed by the red liquid that had been spilled tonight. I let myself sob, as my robes of red with gold embedded dragons seemed to screech out loud as a reflection of my heart. I turned myself to look up towards the sky, and could only reach so desperately with my red-stained hands to undo everything and bring back peace.
"It is fate." a voice had whispered to me years ago as a forewarning. An older woman with pert red lips and divine face with green hazel eyes and such dark pupils once told me, as I felt a chill down my spine and turned quickly to face her but she was gone. Who would have thought, all of it would come to pass.
I felt myself drift further, and further away. My body getting colder, as the sky glistened on without a care in the world. I a prince born to destroy everything and a prince that was merely hunting itself.