Fukuda Kazuma Posted December 16, 2017 Share Posted December 16, 2017 (edited) There was nothing but tundra and icy snow for miles and miles around him. The trail behind him disappeared in a blanket of snow as soon as he moved forward. He didn’t know where he was, or where civilization would be, but he knew that he would die eventually. He clearly regretted escaping from that log cabin. At least it had warmth, food and water. But it was only constricting. There was absolutely no one around, and food seem to magically appear in the fridge every time he woke up. He knew he was being held captive and wanted to escape, but now that he did, it probably didn’t seem like a good idea… For hours, the only thing that gave him a sense of direction was a sign that was half buried. The problem is that it’s written in some kind of Cyrillic alphabet. Russian? Ukrainian? He couldn’t tell the difference at that point, but he knew that it led somewhere. Suddenly, he heard shouting from the woods. Russian? It was definitely Russian. He couldn’t tell if he should be glad or scared, but at this point, there was nothing else he could do. He started to walk in the direction of the forest, where we could hear more shouting, rustling, a…a gun clicking…? And then blank. Suddenly, he woke up, drenched in cold sweat. His heart rate and breathing were fast, as if he was running. He looked around, nothing but darkness, and then the door swung open, blinding him with light, “Your Majesty, it’s time for breakfast.” Zafri was quite a strange person in many ways. He was the leader of one of the major nations of Europe, the North German Confederation. However, analysts have proved that he was of Swedish origin, and he could only speak basic German. No one seemed to have any memory of his past, his parents, or whether he had any siblings or not. Of course, there were many rumours, some saying that the family took over the country through war, others saying that the German family had died out and that the Swedish were their legal successor. But in reality, no one seemed to question it, not openly at least. The young teenage king was like any other teenager; feisty, curious, adventurous, but he was a very lovable character due to his youthful looks. Unable to recall his past, other than the dreams he had, he tried again and again to look for answers, but nothing. Months of research had been fruitless, and he soon thought of just forgetting it and just focus on leading the Confederation. It was dream of every major politician to reunite with the rest of Germany and Zafri seemed to be the only person to do it, either through diplomacy or war. But as of now, only time will tell if he would be remembered as a great leader, or that his name would only be a footnote in history… Edited December 16, 2017 by Zafri Zackery 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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