Who wins?

Death wins the life, Destruction wins the battle with creation in a moment; and then there are those who win and become immortal by leaving their marks in the hearts and in the books of their victory over everything as they were not afraid to fight the battles which were inevitable, which were invincible, the battles which were unimaginable. For they defeated the fear of death and the fear of destruction. The rule, the order of death and the death itself knows where to go on just one order of these fearless fighters.

These people took the decision of death in their hands and command. They knew what they want to destroy and what to rule. they knew what to demolish and what to continue. they knew what to eradicate and what to pursue.

There were the people in power who used the power in their favor and in the favor of their loved ones....

And then came those, who loved their countrymen and not even themselves.

Then rose those who saw the death taking away their beloved and they wanted to defeat this game of power and wrath . they had to abolish this system of favoritism where only few did enjoy and everyone else had to thrash.

every story has a villain and every story has a hero.

for any battle ever it takes two to make a row.

every hero to be born and known a villain has to be there.

without any darkness no star could be seen, without any volcano no mountain would there have been. the pain of birth brings another life; with the end of one phase, another comes to life.