Elizar has always tried to be a fair King. He is beloved by his subjects and advisors alike because of this. With that said these days are the most vexing for him. Having to sit and smile in this grand court which he had converted from a previous banquet hall. His philosophy has always been people first. He spared no cost for his subjects, making sure they all had the best healers. He removed support from all Dukes and Lords who were corrupt or oppressive to those the crown put under their care.

After raising new Lords and Dukes to replace those who were uprooted he saw a boom of innovation, economy and a general happiness in the land. Scion is now on its way to being one of the most prosperous of the 12 Kingdoms.

With all the changes he still has not been able to get away from wearing this itchy crown and gaudy red and white robe. He doesn’t even like rings but here he is with three rings on each hand. He made sure that if he had to wear them then it would be functional. All of them are mythrill plated with gold overlay. Four are storage rings filled with books, food to distribute health potions and building resources. One is a force field generator and the last was picked by his daughter. This is the one he values the most. Alerting his attendant he whispers, take a note for the craftsmen to build a more comfortable throne. The attendant gives a confidential knowing smile.

The case before me is an argument between two neighbors who also run stalls next to each other. They originally started their crafting business together and later separated the company as friends. Now they are at odds with accusations of one stealing the other’s clients. King Macron does his best not to cringe as the smaller one, a thin redhead grabs her former friend’s blonde hair. She nearly has her to the ground before my guards can separate them. He wonders if he should hire her.

All of this is happening while the King has to sit in a stately manor showing little to no emotion as the guards handle the situation. The offender just raked Juntin in the eyes. Scepter time! The King thinks, he clangs it on the ground once and silence fills the hall.

This is a faucet of a King's power Sovereign Dominion. Every king has it but it is more powerful in their own lands. This ability causes everyone in up to a mile radius to freeze in time. Although they are still conscious and aware of time moving around them they themselves can not interact with anything or move. This is a helpful ability he thought. Two strikes of the scepter would force everyone to their knees. Three strikes and a king can choose up to two targets to instantly kill or three targets to deal a blow with damage equal to half their current health. This ability is only restricted by rank for example an A ranked king would not be able to injure a SS ranked individual. An experienced A ranked king could hinder a newer S rank individual though.

Using a second ability, Ruler's call, which causes his voice to be heard by everyone he is directing it to, he begins to shout.

THIS IS THE DETERMINATION OF YOUR KING…

He is cut off by the overwhelming sense of fear followed by a booming system wide message.

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SYSTEM MESSAGE: ALL KINGDOM DUNGEONS ARE NOW BEING TRANSFORMED FOR WAR. ANY HUMANS REMAINING WILL BE CLAIMED AS PER AGREED UPON RIGHTS STATED IN SECTION 20 OF THE ACCORDS. DUNGEON SHUTDOWN WILL BEGIN IN

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The pressure of the fear effect intensifies. Even the Kings Immunity granted to rulers could not withstand it. Elizar had never felt anything like this, he never thought that anything could bypass his Sovereign authority skills. Not even a Kings battle could affect him like this.

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The King could feel his Sovereign Dominion being suppressed and then broken. Everyone in the hall were suddenly freed from the formerly binding skill. They all dropped to the floor in agony from the extreme pressure.

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With great effort King Macron rises to one knee.THIS. WILL. NOT. STAND. He proclaims.

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As the king readies himself to activate Sovereign Reign, an area of effect ability that temporarily exerts control in localized land in the ruler's kingdom. This ability nullifies any previous effects whether negative or positive. Anyone poisoned by skills is freed, those receiving healing are left in the state before that healing originally began. Another wave of pressure forced him back to the ground. This was preceded by a loud CRACK as his leg fractured. Pain flared though his body but he refused to cry out. As King he knew his subjects took strength from him, he would now bow down to this force.

1- BEGIN CONVERSION, exclaims the system message

The pressure abated allowing the bewildered assembly to slowly rise from the ground. None were unaffected and all were afraid. King Macron pulled an artifact ranked healing potion from one of his storage rings and gulped it down. He had subjects to tend to. Artifact ranked potions not only heal the flesh completely they also knit bones, leaving them as strong as brand new bones.

Using Rulers call he addresses the crowd:

Be calm, your king will root out the cause of this interference. Knowing he needs to put everyone at ease he downplays the circumstances. Our S and SS rankers will be pulled back to Scion borders. Your homes, belongings and families will be protected. This enemy caught us by surprise this time but WE. WILL. NOT. BE. OVERCOME!! He mixed another ability, Sovereign Rally, into his speech. This skill magnifies optimism in a crowd that the ruler is addressing. Said ruler must have a seventy percent or higher approval rating with their audience. Increased optimism results in a twenty percent boost in all abilities for one hour.

What he neglected to mention is that the royal guard captain is S rank and was just as debilitated as everyone else. At A rank and boosted by his Sovereign abilities he was also barely able to fight back. Scion kingdom’s SS ranked defender Bran is more drunkard than man at this point. Elizar had to move him to a remote section of his lands in order to restore his credibility and the prestige of that position. The king has been working feverishly to get the guard captain to SS to force Bran to ascend.

Cheers ring out as the crowd now boosted reaffirms their faith in King Macron. They chant his name as he signals his aide. As the pudgy assistant rushes to the his side a last system notification booms loudly

BEGIN REBUILDING, WAR IMMINENT

A little rougher than he ever had King Macron pulls the aide by his black cloak. Run and get me the scribe. Tell him the king requires an explanation of these accords. The aide now having transitioned from confidence to fear stares blankly for a moment. NOW!!! Elizar yelled, unable to keep the concern out of his voice, his change in demeanor startling the assembled crowd.