shibosho

The sky was red, almost as red as the colour of blood. I could see the smoke of the smoldering buildings fade away into the eternal sky. I felt blood, dripping down my arms. My great sword, dripping with pieces of flesh and dyed crimson, lay on the ground. Around were only carnage, destruction and death. The very air filled with the stench of blood. I felt my stomach heaved but I managed to maintain composure. I walked over to a corpse. The body was that of a human soldier. The intestines had been ripped out and strewn across the remains of a building. The face had been ripped off leaving behind a grinning skull. I walked away disgusted. I he