Author's Note: Originally part of a collection; I'll be posting each of the drabbles separately. The prompt for this one was 'all your cities I will burn'. Last one from this collection... time to start posting more recent stuff.

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Trenches

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Sleep, child. Lay down your weapon and sleep.

You cannot save the world with just a pet pikachu and a dream. Dreams are worthless things that will not save you or anyone else. They just end up trampled in the dirt.

Do you really think you can defeat us? Not a chance. Our trenches run so much deeper than yours, filled with corruption and decay. We will poison you with lies. We will tear you apart. We will burn your cities and steal your kinsfolk.

And what if we do win? What is it that you're fighting so hard to protect? Nothing will change, you see. The government is already corrupted. Life is already flawed. In fact, we seek to improve society. If everything works in harmony, organized by one benevolent person, then perhaps we can dispose of the corruption and the flaws.

No, you gain nothing by fighting us. You will only lose everything.

Give up and sleep. Sleep like the day you die. If you do not, that day will come much sooner.