Memories of a Fallen King
By Kaehimi
*Summary*The memories of Seda from the game, "Dark Cloud".*
Disclaimer: I don't own Dark Cloud!
"First Campaign"
They lie in wait for us,
Veiled by the morning mist.
I give my troops the signal.
The cavalry slices through.
This ferocity before me.
Is this war...?
I thought I heard my father's voice.
Do not fear.
Your task is to protect this country.
King Seda sat upon his horse, surveying the land. His magical sense told him that they were there, in the fog. Plotting, preparing, waiting. 'They think this will be simple,' Seda thought, furrowing his brow. 'They believe that I am too young, that I will be careless because of my father's death. I will prove them wrong, I will not let them conquer my realm!'
Peering into the midst of the clouds, he squinted as he saw movement. Seda silently raised his sword and waved it once, twice, thrice. His troops moved forward, and the battle began. Seda rushed forward into the action, yelling a battle cry. He swung his bejeweled sword left and right, forward and back. He felt the weapon connect with people, human beings. A rush of doubt streamed into his mind. He had just killed someone; he had just blown out a candle of life.
A strangely familiar voice said to him, "Do not fear. Your task is to protect this country."
Seda smiled, his ruffles smoothed. "I know father, and I will. You shall be proud of me!"