La Conquete du Monde

My empire. Gone. My lands completely devastated; my armies scythed down like wheat. All destroyed in one catastrophic event.

My empire. Forged over many cycles and innumerable battles; whole continents conquered; my enemies remorselessly eliminated.

I had been so close to global domination. One more territory to crush.

And then the apocalypse…

I glared at my remaining adversary. “You. Did. That. On. Purpose.”

“An accident.” He shrugged. “I didn’t know the table was so… unstable.”

My entry in the February 2019 75 Word Story Challenge at SFFChronicles
Theme: Empire
Genre: Post-Apocalyptic