Savior by porcaroc

The Savior turned towards everyone. “We are united and we are strong, but we can not be so when people go against freedom. To say no to me is to say no to anarchy! We are your saviors. This man does not stand for freedom, he would rather be chained down by his own supposed god!” he sounded as if he had rehearsed this, as if he knew that such a man would say no to him. “He is an obstacle. But in this world we no longer are given the choice of going around our barriers. They must be obliterated completely!” and with that shout in one swift motion he pulled the pistol from the Enforcer’s thigh and shot the old man in the head.
This was two months ago, it was not the first death, but it was by far the last.