a playlist for the army of only one person

0:00 Take It All - Valley of Wolves 3:40 Another Level - Oh The Larceny 6:50 Come and Get It From Me - Sun Heat 10:14 Stomp Me Out - Bryce Fox 14:05 Watch Me - The Phantoms 17:40 Game On - Club Danger 20:30 Born Bold - Valley of Wolves 23:50 We Are Legends - Valley Of Wolves 28:02 Fighter- Royal Deluxe 31:57 Tombstone - Adam Jensen 36:00 Gonna Be a Legend - The Phantoms 39:38 Going For Greatness - Future Royalty

POV: Your fighting another guild and all your mates are offline.

“Fate whispers to the warrior, ‘You cannot withstand the storm.’ The warrior whispers back, ‘I am the storm.’”

A feeling of "Call me a traitor, an archrival all you want, you can certainly try to have at me, but you ain't gonna take me alive."

POV: All the homies are unconscious and it’s up to you to defeat the enemies on DND night.

You will realise one day, the only one left is yourself, when only you are in your army stand strong even if your facing thousands of enemys

Very, very late POV but this was good inspiration> _______________ You look down the hill, your muscles tense. You know what's coming next. You know that today will be written in the stars. 'You don't have to do this,' Your master says beside you. 'I'm afraid you're not able to do this on your own.' 'Trust me, I'll give it my all.' 'May the stars light your path.' Master steps back, walking into the cold night. You turn your head back towards the giant army, marching towards you. Their torches light up their path, and you can't shake of the fear inside your body. Good thing fear isn't something bad. You take out your sword, feeling it's metal blade, and the leather which your hands grip. You close your eyes, getting ready for what might be your last fight. And you'll go down with honor. A sigh escapes your mouth. Maybe it was all lost today. Maybe you wouldn't be enough for this last battle. You step forward, right into the moonshine. You leave the forest behind, facing the dangers in front of you. You're ready. Ready for your final attack. You sprint into the open, sliding down the hill, feeling the speed that comes with you. You slash your sword in front of you, feeling the blade slice the air. _____________________ It was all a lie. Everything they told you. They told you you couldn't do it. You said you'd prove them wrong. And you will. A storm contains danger. And you are the storm. The raging anger of the winds. It's all inside you. You've trained for years. Lived through disasters. You did it all on your own. And you will always do so. _____________________ You run towards the front lines, seeing the dark eyes of your enemies. They killed them all. They killed your world slowly, waiting to burn it all to the ground. You disappear in the winds, appearing right in front of them all. Fear fills their eyes as they all realize who you are. A slash of a blade. Several man fall down to the ground. And more will come. You're the rage of the night. The light shining bright in your eyes disappears, and you're done with all their lies. Their lives. Them. They will all die. The front row has fallen. You stand against them, your muscles ready to pounce forward. They killed your best friend. You're everything. They pay. Blood will have blood. Their commander stands upon you, and you grin. 'There is around a million of you. I never needed more.' 'You'll fall, Guardian. Your whole world will bow down at our feet. And-' You're to quick for him to dodge, and the blade slices through his throat. Pools of blood have been filling the ground, and yet another one joins. And several more are to come. You take them all down, taking each row, until the battlefield is filled with bodies. The scent of death and blood fills the air, and you smear away some blood on your cheek. A small wound has appeared on your side, but due to the adrenaline, you don't feel nothing. This battle is taking it's toll. You're body isn't used to the power that is raging through it. And if you keep going, you might end up as one of the fallen. But who cares? You've died before, at least to all of them. What matters if you die a second time. You're body moves forward, and this time, thunder roars above you. Lightning bolts follow your path, and their strikes fill the air with roaring. More fall down, as you take their lives, one by one. Their screams are nothing anymore. They mean nothing to you. You swore to never kill. You promised your younger self. But you're not your younger self anymore. You don't even know if that child is still inside you. It's silent as you stand still, the death spread around you. You killed them all. You did it all by yourself. A hand touches your shoulder, the soft touch of a mother. You look up, a light flickering in front of you. They are all here. You smile, as a bit of blood streams down your cheek. You're messed up. You're already lost to the earth. Your eyes close, as the light slowly fades around you. You're weightless. And you'll be known as a legend. One that saved the world from disaster. And they, they will know. Your last battle has been fought. And you saved the world. The storm has been calmed. Find me on Wattpad. @ is 0LostStories0

Be afraid of a man who has everything to win be terrified of a man who has nothing to lose

This is such a clishe but; POV: The president of the biggest clan killed yor dog and your slaining the half of a freaking server

You missed out on the opportunity to put in the song "one man army" xD

I love this I'm gonna add this to my playlist of before work music cause customer service is a battle field of it's own

Bad by royal deluxe would be a good one cuz it had the has the lyrics "They were an army, I was alone I broke all of their bones"

" For when this war is over, i will be the only survivor. "

The gods, towering above the man, knew what he wanted, and knew what he was willing to go through to get it. He wanted them all dead. A mere mortal. Aspiring to kill divine beings, more powerful than one could fathom. And yet, after watching that nobody slaughtering smaller deities with ease, cutting through them like hot butter, the gods knew. He probably wouldn't survive this. But he wasn't going down without a fight, either.

Last year my class was playing a game of Dogeball, and I was the last one left on my team against all the other half of my year (a total of 11 people), because they had witnessed how I did in the one on one tournament we did the week prior they decided to all throw the ball at the same time, for some reason they appeared slow and because I have insanely high reflexes I somehow dodged all but one (I caught it) but because of me catching that one ball and all of them having already thrown theirs we ended up winning. I was picked first everytime since however a miracle like that hasn't happened since.

there was a tug of war challenge, and the people who crossed the line when being pulled has to not touch the rope anymore, and I was in the end of the line, and everyone in front of me got eliminated, so it was 1 vs 6, and I won. im sorry if this sounded like bragging, it was just the best "army of one person" moment I knew that I did :) sorry for wasting your time, have a great day

There was one time I was at this place called gravity, a trampoline park and they had a dodgeball area, and for like 10 minutes I just kept playing, not knowing that my team was 100% out, and whenever I would catch a ball the other person would swiftly get out, it was like a 1v15 and I won. A tip for things like this is never focus on one thing, look where you have the biggest fov, and then focus on the balls as they come to you, they slow down for you because you are now hyper-aware and it makes them easy to catch.

Imagine the thoughts of an entire middle ages army walking to the battle to see that image

Hero doesn't like one man army, he likes army of only one person

They said he couldn't do it. They said the army would destroy him. Oh my, look how wrong they were. It was a massacre. They thought millions of men were enough, but they're all just cannon fodder to him. He's unstoppable, because he's simply better. You might have your army, but he has strength. In the end, they're all just ants he has to step on, thousands at a time.