[ WP ] Write the tale of a brave knight 's quest , but sneak in details that hint at a post-apocalyptic setting .

The knight marched on, through fields and over grand hills- his humble armour gleaming the whole way along. Across ruined settlements he strode, in the wake of the beast's wrath. As an honest man, he took little from the shells where good people once stood and smiled. Only that to eat when he would otherwise starve, or when his armour would crumble on his back, when his very blade would snap at the first sign of threat. 
 
 Yes, he admired his own bravery from time to time. One tends to become somewhat self-absorbed when they're alone, moreso when on a quest to save lives. Many nights he spent watching the lights on his helm bounce off of the mirrored buildings that lined the path he walked. 
 
 When the march had been weeks long, he began to find himself surely closer to the source of destruction. The corpses of honest people were fresher, not yet ravaged by wild animals. Closer he came, every step bringing him closer to delivering justice. Fires raged here, and children breathed their last breaths at his feet as he marched. 
 
 Before he knew it, he laid his eyes upon the beast itself. The knight ceased marching. 
 
 `` Taste vengeance, you mons-'' 
 
 The man in the immaculate black suit turned and shot the knight dead. He stood over his body and crushed his LED visor under his boot, then snapped his sword in a crack in the pavement. The vacant cities continued to burn.
