He stood there under the gaze of his people ; rumours spread like a wild fire and in the case the whole bush was burning , the sons of man were plotting against the king and the counsel of Angels , any time now anything was possible ; Kafisa wasn't going to let his royal family end on him ; generations after the royal blood had finally stablised and the Kafisa family was now recognized .
"Sir , do you have any plans on how to retaliate ; we need ideas before we lose our heads " asked one of the epheboi in the palace , Kafisa wasn't fit to be king , he always made the worst decisions during his panicking phase and this is what it looked like : unlike the long line of Kafisas before him , he was meant to be dominated by his angelic fetish and not royal duties ; he had once imprisoned the most powerful sorceress who over toppled him and took the hugest part of his territory and the other lands infested with humanbeings , the good old legend of Smit ...
Kafisa overwhelmed had to find a way to escape , he rose from his throne feeling all drousy and aching from the afternoon he had with his angel colleagues : he rushed out of the room before anybody could seek audience with him once more . In his chambers , he took off his armor and royal galia , he stepped forward right ahead of the mirror , he whispered to himself in what seeemed more of a poem and song.
I don't know what to do , dear ancestors ; can't you hear my cry , I kafisa XXXXV , is stuck in a pickle ... i always thought that being king was simpler , a bunch of roses sown together to form a throne that i and only i could sit upon till the last day ; dating back milennias , i carry the coding of all the greatest rulers before me , a straight line descendant of Kafisa I , the brother of Geonas Stanlin known as Kafisa Stanlin the conquistador son of Jean Wagons and his concubine Caroline Blackjack; he was born from nothing but managed to multiply nothingness into a legacy that has lasted centuries , back in 200AS , and I today in the year 1151AS sabotage that order, I am the worst of my bloodline and I can't bear the shame that I have been cursed to claim, speak to me or dear forefathers remind me of how we've maintained order in a world so unruly , show me what thou must accometh so as to solidify thy dominion ...
That very instant ... nothing happened, they room was silent and the tears on the cheeks of Kafisa ran dry , he summoned Yanx and Valentino and he struck a deal with them ...
''Give me the power I need to rule my kingdom and I will assure your protection amongst all the creatures that roam the earth '' Kafisa said , Yanx tried to talk him out of it but Valentino stopped him right before he could , they rose their hands and placed them on Kafisa's head and he changed from his twinkish self into a more masculine figurine , his body got more muscular and his jawline much more defined , he was granted the gift of shadow control... That night he left his room with might and hate written all over his face , his blue royal regalia that once matched his skin tone developed golden arcs , symbols of the dark cult and the further they spread the further Kafisa was getting from being saved , he sat on his thrown and the wind from his cloak - golden in colour spread all around, and a golden filling covered the palace walls , all the servants in shock realized that he had sold part of his soul , the epheboi from before approached his throne and asked the king why he'd commit such a crime worthy of death , it was regarded as treason to make deals with the other humans , a rule put in place by Kafisa I himself, on hearing that name , Kafisa got enraged cause his homophobic ancestor was the very reason he was in this situation since he had refused to grant Kafisa with aid like he did with all the Kafisas before
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Kafisa rose his hand and the epheboi's shadow held it's owner's legs and pulled him under as he screamed for help , and from the cloak on Kafisa's back formed a golden apple that he plucked and right before he bit into it he said '' Let this serve as a warning, from now on I am the constitution and the only living authority, anybody who tries to disobey my will , I shall have their souls , the court is dismissed '' all the ministers left in a rush screaming for their lives , they ran out and at the gate they stumbled across Camille who had a whole battalion ready to attack the palace and have the head of the king , they warned Camille of what he was walking into but his pride had blinded his eyes , he charged with his men into the courtyard and ordered the king to step outside before they decide to step inside and after a while , the doors of the castle slammed open and a shadowy figure was seen at the entrance, as he stepped into the light , shadows begun to come alive , they held the battalion down and pulled them into the ground, Kafisa was laughing as he he watched and when he spotted Camille he vanished ...
Camille in confusion begun to back up, just then a hand held his neck and from his shadow formed Kafisa, Kafisa's blue cloak rose and to realize the cloak was a set of wings with golden leaves for feathers that were all souls of the peasants that had the audace to attack the palace , he flew up and from his grip Camille began to wilt and his molecules were flowing to Kafisa's head and thus formed a crown with an apple at it's center ... When Camille was fully dead , Kafisa spoke and his voice covered the whole planet reaching into the territory owned by Smit's descendants, '' I am Kafisa Setroit, I am the god of this planet and the only lord y'all must obey , if anybody dares to disobey they shall see to me '' he said and just then lightning struck him and he dispersed it all over the earth, turning every tree into a form of gold protected by the shadows of the life forms around it and in that way , he planned to rule the world...