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I Lost my journal back at camp. These loose papers I found will have to substitute. About two weeks ago, my unit and I were deployed to an island miles away from home. I thought it would be an adventure, we all did. Oh I was wrong, so very wrong. We were sent to this island, with a mission of finding a Village and destroying it. From what I understood, our first attack was meant to be an inprint, a warning to the islands inhabitants. The plan was to gradually conquor this island after many a time. Destroying village after village, not right away, but with more of our fleet over time.

As soon as we arrived, we set out in search for a Village, leaving our possessions at the camp on the beach. It was already noon when we set out. But after hours and the sun finally set we found our first target. Our orders were to attack, hurt or kill the men, perhaps capture the women if one chooses, and let the little ones run. And once the signal was given, we striked. It was an uproar of screams, blood, and fire. I killed two men that fought back, not my first time killing, but the rush of taking someones life was overwhelming. As I chased a villager, I swore I saw the black smokey sky shift. I know it wasn't the burning houses, perhaps it was the heavy smell of burning wood getting to me.

It was a brief look, but when I looked back at my main target, he found himself a meat cleaver, and struck me in the chest. He used all his might, and it got me good. I fell to the ground and saw him tower above me with the meat cleaver about to deliver the killing blow. I was terrified, I saw part of my life flash before my eyes when I saw an arrow strike the Villager directly in the jugular! The villagers blood spewed out like raging flood water.

It was one of the Pillagers, I never saw who it was. It didn't matter, all I felt was the unbelievable pain in my chest, and when I looked down I saw my own blood stain my shirt and jacket, and saw the open wound. I was bleeding fast, I tried standing up to go and find our medic when I saw it. I knew I wasn't going crazy because everyone else briefly stopped fighting and saw.

From the darkness of the night came an all black beast. At first glance it looked like a giant black wolf raging in the sky. It flew over the village like a mebacing god. It let out a terrible roar like forty war drums. And then it unleashed it's own fury upon the village! It's great fire the color of hellish purple flame engulfing houses and some illagers and villagers as well. I was lucky enough to be at a far distance, but I was close enough to hear the screams and feel the heat of the fire.

Suddenly, a great deep red flashed across the sky and crashed the black demon! A red dragon!

I wanted to crawl away, but the pain was too much to handle. My own strength was leaving me, all I could do was watch as the beasts fought.

It was truly the Clash of the Titans. The Earth trembled, as if trying to hold up the two god giants. Then everything turned black, and I knew the dark hand of Death was reaching right out for me.

Next thing I know, I heard something. I was swimming in the black, knowing that I was gone. I heard a voice coming from above, a light voice, though I couldn't hear what it was saying. So I went towards the voice, then I opened my eyes.

I'm alive.

Thank all the gods I'm alive. I woke up to the sound of a female voice. It was woman who woke me. A woman who looks like she's just made it to adulthood. Next thing I know, she takes me to an underground bunker. She makes me lay in a bed, tends to the wound on my chest, feeds me, and even mends my shirt. She said her name was Rose. She was 'trapped' in the bunker during the invasion. She went out looking for survivors and found me. She was separated from her family, and she doesn't know what to do.

But what surprised me most, is that she doesn't know what an Illager is.

Can you imagine? A woman not knowing what an illager is? This may be useful in the future, but for now the pain in my chest hurts like god Gliuth had struck me.

Until then, I need rest.