Quiet Night

"Ya know, red matches the moonlight tonight."

Holding up my sword above my face, I let the blood flow down my sword and to the ground.

Closing my eyes, I felt the air blowing softly and the grass beneath my feet dancing with the wind.

I opened my eyes once more, this time staring at the bodies on the ground.

Some were bisected from the head to the crotch, some had limbs torn apart one by one, while the others had their hearts laid in front of them before slowly dying.

A soft smile etched onto my face as I enjoyed the view of my creation.

Fascinatingly enough, a man with only his upper body left remaining was slowly crawling towards me.

"f...fuck...yo-..."

I crushed his head beneath my sole, interrupting his final words.