The army of white
The forces of the world have all gathered to one place.
Their weapons stained red from the battles fought.
This is the last stand.
Winner takes all.
The generals are about to call a charge.
Before the order could be made
A flash of blinding light envelops the battle field
But it doesnt go away.
The army of white has arrived.
None of the army of white looks ready for battle.
They only wear white robes.
The robes dont seem to be made of any normal fabric.
They seem to be woven light.
All of the worlds armies drop their weapons.
Some of the troops fall on their face.
Generals soil themselves.
But its too late.
The general of the army of light looks on them with pity.
Sad of the blow he is about to make.
Because he loves each one of the soldiers in the armies of the world.
But this must be done.
The general of the army of white speaks.
Its a defining noise.
Powerful and this time destructive.
All of the armies of the world go limp.