"AHH PLEASE NO!" My scythe cuts the screaming peasant belly, ending the man suffering.

  'Done' with this, I finished my job.

  Looking around I see a burning village, full of defenseless woman and children, mourning and crying the deaths of their fathers and husbands.

  'It is necessary.'

  Stolen story; please report.

  stopping my thoughts, my ash like gray overcoat gets pulled by a small hand.

  "You killed dad! You killed him! YOU KILLED HI-" I hit the kids face with the back of my hand. My enhanced body easily sending his small body flying towards the fire.

  'He would've swore vengeance on me and the Kingdom'

  'It was necessary'

  After the fire is out, my hands grab some cinders on one of the houses, around the place where the kid died. My fingers, trace my forehead leaving a cross of cinders.

  "Remember you are dust, and to dust you shall return."