In a land far to the east, and a land far to the west.

In a land far to the south, and a land far to the north.

There lived a good and kind king.

He provided his people with food, houses and prosperity. He kept other kingdoms from invading his. This was the 67th king of the kingdom. Let us call him king 67. King 67 always looked out for his servants and respected his wives. His people hailed him as a hero, as a saint, as a god. He never showed off, and was humble and polite towards his elders. There would always be a smile on that handsome face of his, wooing the women in the kingdom. He had everything and was everything.

Yet he has never truly smiled in his life.

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What causes people to laugh, to cry, to rage, and to fear? King 67 never understood emotions. Is the urge in your privates, telling you to rush to the toilet an emotion? No. Is the pain you feel when you bite your tongues an emotion? Probably not. All he feels is ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

He always smiles.

Just arrange your face this way, and others will forgive you. Arrange your face that way, and she will fall in love with you. In this world, there is no need for emotions, as long as you are smart enough. The seas do not move him, the volcanoes do not trigger him, the wind does not sway him. He controls them. Only when a king does not feel emotions, can he be a good king.

But in that case, is he a king?

Only when the kingdom is burned to the ground, when his wives abandon him, when children cry, when the dead rise, when the demons laugh, when the grass die, when the clouds weep, when the sun dims, when the blades dance, when the blood stabs, when the war reaches his kingdom, does he become a true king.

And he laughs.

Ah, what an evil king.