The King's Tale

There was a man who was steadfast and mighty. His fist would destroy a forest with one blow. This man was ambitious, he wished to create a world where his ideals would rule, and that all will bow before him.

However, he had no idea how to begin such a task, until one day, he spotted a boar, fighting against another boar until it submitted. The other boar then began to follow the winner in a subservient manner.

Thinking he had a break through, he went off to the nearest village, and spoke with a booming voice.

"Bow before me, for I am your king!"

The villagers paused in what they were doing to stare at him. One of the children spoke up.

"Why are you our king?"

"Because I am stronger! And I will hurt you." And he swung at the barrel, crushing it with one blow.

Terrified, the villagers bowed before him, and answered his every wish. He was given every single luxury including a large home with a cozy woolen bed.

However, when he woke up the next day, the village was deserted, and all his luxuries taken excluding the bed he slept upon.

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In anger, he destroyed the remaining village, but when his rage settled, he pondered on why it failed... Then, he saw a mother bird feeding her children. Then, when the time came, the children obediantly followed their mother.

"Perhaps to rule I must cater to my villagers needs..."

And with that mindset, he went to the next village, and announced his presence.

"Bow before me, for I am your king!"

Again, a villager spoke up.

"Why are you our king?"

"Because I am stronger! And I will help you." And he went over to a nearby barrel, and lifted it up with a single finger.

Impressed the villagers welcomed him into their community. It was fine for a few days, until he attempted to enact rules that fit his image of a glourious kingdom. No one took him seriously, everyone looked at him like he was a servant, not a ruler.

Furious, he stormed out of the village, and destroyed any greenery that stood in his path. Then again, he pondered why did they not take him seriously. Then, he saw a wolf pack, led by a alpha wolf charging ahead and barking orders at her subjects on the hunt.

"Perhaps..."

Muttering to himself, he went onto the third village, and walked slowly towards the village, his foot steps making the earth tremble in his wake.

The third village stirred, and in a few moments the villagers gathered around him, terrified, and intrigued...

Raising a fist he spoke once more he spoke.

"Bow before me, for I am your king."

Enchanced, one of the villagers muttered.

"Why are you our king...?"

He walked towards the villager who spoke, and grasped their arm.

"Because, I am stronger..."

And lifted the villager like a doll up into the sky, amazing the surrounding villagers.

"And I will make you stronger if you follow me."

That was the tale of a nation that would stand the test of time, and how all nations rise to greatness, as well as beyond.