• My name is Maximillion. I'm a captain in the royal army. I was made a captain because of my bravery in the war we had with the demons 20 years ago. Before i go on with my story you might want to know what happened in that war. At that time i was just some soldier who joined because of my brother. As you might already know my brother was Maxim or Max as I liked to call him. He was the general of the kings army. One of the bravest men you'll ever meet. Now let me tell you about that story. We marched onward towards the field to where we were to wait. We heard rumors there was a strong demon army in the area with the demon general. So the king sent us, the 512th regiment to find out what was wrong. At first we saw nothing. Then we saw a human walk out of the nearby forest. A human! We thought there were demons in the area! We sent our calvary to pick him up and what we saw horrified us. The human turned into a demon and killed all the calvary. It had the body of a lion and the head of an alligator. Then it let loose a massive war cry. Then all of a sudden a demon army 10 times the size of our regiment walked out of the forest. Then they charged. I got up wondering what was going on and then I yelled"everybody to battle!!!" "The final battle is upon us." We fought them as hard as we could and were losing horribly. Then all of a sudden we heard a horn. We looked back and saw my brother and the king! They charged the demons and we started to have a hope. Then all of a sudden a huge demon walked out of the forest with a monster sword. It had flames blazing for eyes and the head was that of a tiger. It roared and charged the king and my brother. My brother fought valiantly against the demon general. But in the end he was no match. The demon cut him in half. I saw this and screamed. I picked up a spear and threw it at him. It hit him and he turned around and just laughed. He ran at me and cut my right arm off. He then turned around and went to kill some other poor fellow. That was his fatal mistake. I was not very good at throwingspears but the death of my brother helped me. I thrw the spear and it impaled him through his head. He started gurgling and then he fell. I cheered and then I collapsed. I saw my life flash before me and wondered if I had died. The next morning I awoke to find myself in the infirmy. I wished I had died so I could see my brother. That is how Came to be a captain in the army. Next time you find yourself face to face with a foe that is bigger than you fight back just don't be a coward.