Moonflower, tired and weary sat down on his wooden rocking chair. The Albino Zenirix wasn't as young as he used to be. He regretted what he did in his youth to this day. 30 years ago when Moonflower was 20 he was the best warrior in all of Rescreatu. Ever since he was a young boy he loved to fight and that got him in trouble and landed him in the military.
After training he eventually became the leader of the military. He never lost a battle until one Halloween night. The sun was nearly down and then numerous amounts of ebilia soared over the city. Moonflower quickly shouted commands to his troops and sent them to attack. Ebilia swooped down and took Zenirix pups from every direction. He went to attack one but was stopped when I black Ebilia swooped down in front of him.
There were too many of them. His troops would be outnumbered. He lunged at the Ebilia in front of him but it sidestepped out of the way and Moonflower rolled across the ground. Angry he growled at the menacing Ebilia and charged again. Anticipating the sidestep using the momentum of the charge he swung around the ebilia and bit down into it's ankle. The Ebilia screeched in complete agony.
The other heard, what appeared to be their leader, screeching in pain. Ebilia from every direction surrounded him and attacked from every angle. Scratching, biting, and tearing at him. On the brink of death the flew off. Moonflower, looked around and the whole town was destroyed. Not a sign of life for miles around except him.
Moonflower sighed. Looking in the mirror the scars from his battle never seemed to fade away. He remembered his defeat and regretted that he was the best warrior and couldn't protect his people. A failure.
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