~William Ganeport~

~Slight inspiration taken from the Odyssey & Musucal EPIC~ {King William of Exulm was many things. A loving husband, a doting father, and a firm yet kind ruler, quite content with his lot in life and to live in peace and tranquillity. Fate had another idea in mind for him, however, with William being drafted for war against another kingdom, Pesturome. No matter how much he bargained, manioulated, or even begged, he soon found himself on the battlefield slaughtering men he'd never even met. After an entire decade of bloodshed and death, William is desperate. So desperate, in fact, that he sets his most ruthless and strategic plan yet into action, one certain to finish the war. What seemed like a peace offering of a giant wooden falcon would turn out to be the key to an end. It's only after it's too late, once the bloodshed and tyranny has ended at last, that the true nature of his plan seeps in. Every man slaughtered, no matter their rank or station. Defenceless women left to mourn over corpses, soon to be claimed as nothing but playthings to their husbands murderers. The innocent children left orphaned and traumatised. This was the price to pay for victory. Thousands of lives were ruined so he could resume his. The guilt and shame tore him apart. Whilst others celebrated and cherred, William sat in his tent, unable to suppress his immense guilt, crying his eyes out. It's only once he overhears their tyrannical Commander boasting of claiming the enemy king's eldest child as a slave, a final humiliation to the kingdom, that William finally snaps out of his grievance, spying not only a method of atonement but also a way to soften the wars blow}