1763 Great Britain Sean's training room
"These are the strongest men we have?" questioned Sean in disappointment and anger. "Get me France on the phone" "On the what, Sire?" asked the servant. Sean grabbed his head and crushed it in two. "Phone, you deaf monkey." he commented to himself before remembering no phones existed at this point. "My mistake" he started. "Sigh" Sean got up and started walking. He walked out the door, and out of Great Britain. He walked and walked until he found the French king .Well hello there." started Sean. "And what exactly do you want?" started the king as he stared into Sean's soul. The kings eyes turned red as Sean grabbed his head and crushed it. The French soldiers started panicking and they pointed their muskets towards Sean. Sean grabbed the guns and snapped each one in in. "Now listen, each on of you. You're going to start by mounting on horses and riding to other countries, looking as peaceful as possible. You'll find the king and reach out for a treaty. If they peacefully respond, tell them to expect a response with the next two-" Sean would start before being cut off by a very smug man saying "Are you done buddy?" "Hey you- where am i?" questioned Sean as he looked around and saw himself in a small building. "Purgatory bud. You didn't notice due to how much you didn't care about him but your lil pal Dandii tagged along and killed ya." said the man with a list of names. "Sean O'Neil I take it? You did too much in your life. Seriously dude how did you do any of this. Enjoy your time here." The man said as Sean tried to punch him, but the man disappeared. Sean turned around as he saw an old run down house. "Why did it have to be here."
If you think this is a rushed conclusion, it is. I'm just really excited for the next chapter! Though you probably won't get it unless you are one of a few specific people. Goodbye!