Goodbye...

The sequel to "Dear Hero...", but it doesn't really matter if you saw that one since it was the letter from this one. I wrote this around 2 weeks ago but i couldn't upload it until now due to some damned exams, i wrote many endings and different verions of this story, but i am a sucker for happy endings so in the end i decided to use this one, again, listening to this while you read makes all the difference:

First Part: Just imagine heavy panting                                                                                     During the letter: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KIv1aSZ9DFk                                       After The Letter: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qJDpj-HRQu4

The battle is over, the corpse of he who i was sent to kill lays motionless on the floor in front of me, in his last moments he didn't beg, he didn't try to convince me that he was right, he didn't say a word... It was almost as if he was expecting me to kill him but that can't be, he is the overlord, he terrorized the kingdom, murdered those who defied him or failed him, he was the root of all evil! Or was he? Perhaps he was looking for redemption in my sword? Did he feel guilty? If he felt the weight of his actions, was he truly evil?

Nevermind this thoughts, tis not the time for doubt.

I take the crown from the floor and place it into my head, it is time for my rule to begin, i shall be the king the people deserve, and the ruler they need right now.

As i walk my whay to the throne i notice a letter sitting on the floor, the ink is fresh, it seems to have been written recently:

Dear Hero,

I wait calmly as I write this final words before the moment my life comes to an end, the moment when you enter through that door and glare at me with contempt, as I once did to the one before me, the moment you challenge me to battle, as I once did to the one before me, the moment you slay, as I once did to the one before me, and you take my place in the throne, as I once did to the one before me…
I used to be like you, a young and naive hero, but the years have taught me, that not everything is what it looks like… after the throne was forced on me, I tried my best to be the just and merciful ruler I was

expected to be, but my naivety was swiftly punished, my "comrades" stabbed me in the back, the criminals whose lives I forgave wrecked havoc in the kingdom, the neighboring lands responded to my "no war" policy, with the pillaging and raping of my towns, my wife, whose love she swore to be everlasting, abandoned me the very moment the odds turned against me. and It was then that I realized, we are alone in this in this wrenched world, there is no one you can truly trust, and if you do, can you really be sure they are who they claim to be, that what you see is what they truly are?...
I realized that to unify my people and keep peace and order in this world of strife, it had to be through fear, it was the only way, I wonder if the ones before me arrived to the same conclusion? …

But now, as you fight our way through my castle, with the whole kingdom supporting you, with fate on your side, and a with "just" cause to guide your sword, I wonder, did I make the right choice? Should I have tried harder? Was there another way besides fear? Perhaps you will be able to do a better job than me, but I can only hope, it is not my destiny to see it happen...

I hear your steps coming from ahead, and alongside you my death is drawing near, I will raise my sword to you without saying a word, I must die at your hands,  but at the very least I will leave this to you, in hopes that one day, you or the ones after you will be able to break this curse that dooms our lives from the moment of our births, this curse known as "fate"…
                                                                                                               -The one before

I clench my fist in anger as a lonely tear falls down my face upon seeing my doubts and fear become a reality, the one who i was told to be the ultimate form of evil, the one who i was chosen from birth to kill, is nothing less than the greatest of heroes, even after losing everything that he held dear, he did not stop in his wish for a peaceful kingdom, and even in his final moments, he thought of nothing but the future of the people who wanted him dead... and i murdered this hero in cold blood... 

There is but one thing i can do for this unsung hero, to fullfil his last wish in the only way i know i can, this will be my final act in this world...

In order to break this chain i must stop it from ever happening again, "only a chose one can be the king, and if there isn't a king, he can't become the overlord, and thus a new hero shall never be born", this words come deliriously from my mouth, as i impale myself with the sword in my hand, still covered in the overlord's blood, in this death i find my own redemption, and i free the world from this cruel thing that is fate... "Goodbye"...

As i enter into the room where the final battle took place, a horrible sight awaits me, what i see is my best friend and comrade, and rival, dead on the floor impaled with his own sword, all i can do is scream to the skies asking for an answer and swears as swears and curses fall from my mouth, to women who i've come to know during our travels sob and cry over my friends corpse... 

Author Notes: Well, Hope you liked it! as i mentioned before i made many versions of this story, some with small and others with huge changes from this one, but i am a sucker for happy ending so decided to keep upload this version. Also i couldn't come up with a way to clarify (aside for the ovious change in the narrative) that the one telling the story in the final paragraph is one of his party members (every heroic party has 4 members, no?), so if for some reason you didn't get it, now you know.