Harry Potter And The Mad King Of Swords

Long before the General came to be, there was only a frail boy. This child was lonely, angry, and weak.

He was told by many, that he would amount to nothing. He hated this. So he decided that if he was gonna die, he'd die to protect the only good people in this crappy world. So he joined the army.

The conditions were terrible. Everyday of training left him in bruises and in pain, but he loved it in there. He made friends and this meant everything to him. Many young stupid boys realized they were too young and not ready for this, so they left, but the child stayed.

When the child became a real soldier, he was sent to the front lines. Life got harder and he saw his friends a lot less. He didn't care, he had a purpose in life besides the one he made himself. He was happy with life.

After many years of being in the army, he grew strong. He was a general. They called him the mad swordsman.

One day, he found a lonely, sad, angry child while scouting. The child was near dead. He saved him. He told the child to follow him while he was scouting to make sure the boy was safe.

The boy was happy, he was no longer alone. The general found out that an army was marching towards them. He told the boy to run. Run the other way and to never look back.

The mad swordsman looked at the army approaching. He thought about his life. It was bitter, but sweet in the end. He smiled as he faced the army.

He fought until the army was no more. Before he died, he smiled. Then, he collapsed.

The child he saved was now alone in the world. Lonely, angry, and weak.

He was told by many, that he would amount to nothing. He hated this. So he decided that if he was gonna die, he'd die to protect the only good people in this crappy world. So he joined the army.