(based on a computer game)
The Knight stood on the battlefield and waited. Today it was the city arena. The surrounding landscapes constantly replaced each other, since their detachment often ended up now in the desert, now in the forest, now high in the mountains. Only the boundaries of this field have always been the same. Impenetrable boundaries… As usual, some importunate music played ...la la la la la la... He glanced around at his squad again. They were all arranged like pieces on a board... His eyes found a subtle silhouette there in the back rows. Sometimes the order of their arrangement changed, but the Princess was always so far away from him… He did not know why he was here, and he could not remember when it all began. They just fought day in and day out. Every day is a battlefield. This was his job. But he always wondered what was there - outside this field… Some believed that there are other unknown lands where a calm peaceful life flows. Others objected to them that everything was the same there - just slightly different fields and slightly different enemies. Still others assumed that there was nothing beyond the borders of the field - only the Great Emptiness. Only Dark Mages could cross its borders. But try to ask the Dark Mage something! The Knight checked his weapon and armor for the last time. The gong sounded. It started. He rushed forward... This time, the Immortals from the top ten were put up against them. They were selected and trained in special elite units. They were fierce warriors with improved abilities... The bad news… The Knight ran amid the clang of clashing swords, the groans of the wounded, the sounds of chanting spells, and the roar of war horns. All this mixed into one continuous hum. For a moment he looked back - his comrades in arms fall to the ground as though mown down, invisible blows overtaking them right on the spot... But then the enemy blocked his way... the sign on his shoulder - clan affiliation… constantly moving, changing his fighting stance, grinning. This one will overtake anyway, it's too late to retreat... Raising his sword to strike, the Knight took a step forward... too weak swing... no of course all this is useless... dodged with difficulty, partially blocked several blows... at the limit of his capabilities. He seemed to be in the center of a hurricane... Improved reflexes... what are they doing there with them... missed blow... the image of the Princess appeared in his fading consciousness... she has always been so out of reach... And then he fell into darkness. Nothing existed there. At first nothing existed. But then some unseen force began to pull him back. Quiet music began to sound... la la la la la la... The music got louder and louder ...la la la la la la...