The king seated on his throne with images of Ibaeran looming over his head with the power of the Su Baera flowing out of her body. He cursed underneath his breath, feeling his blood boil with rage and a fury so great, he felt as though he was ready to reduce everything around him to ashes. Remembering the way he felt upon seeing the power that flowing out of that little, insignificant, and pathetic girl. It was degrading and humiliating, to think that he, the great king Datubo, ruler of the Uha Tamunarans, who possessed a power great enough to crush entire mountains felt his heart pound against his chest with fear all because of a girl who he considered to be nothing more than a stepping stool and means to his ascension.

“Didn’t I tell you Datubo”, a familiar voice echoed air around the king.

King, knowing exactly who the voice came from, did not even bother ask and simple gritted his teeth in annoyance and frustration. Niyanlafu appeared before the king’s throne with a grin plastered on his face, pleased to see the troubled look on the king’s face.

“Why, if I may ask, is the great king Datubo wearing such a distress look on his face? I thought he was supreme with power so great he was akin to a god”, Niyanlafu spoke in a mocking tone, adding fire to the already sieving inferno of anger and rage that dwelling within the king.

“Surely it is not because of that little frail girl as the power she possesses is nothing compared to…” Niyanlafu’s statement was cut off mid way by Datubo bursting out in rage, his monstrous power flowing out of his body before opening his mouth to speak in a threaten voice, “Watch your tongue Niyanlafu”.

Niyanlafu upon hearing what the king said paused for a moment before bursting out in laughter.

“You are still as arrogant and prideful as ever”, Niyanlafu spoke as stopped laughing before talking a moment to glance at the king with pitch black eyes.

“It seems as though even now you fail to grasp your true place in all of this”, Niyanlafu spoke with his monstrous voice.

The king then felt Niyanlafu’s dark power wrapping itself around him before gripping on to him tightly, keeping still and in place seated upon his mighty throne.

“You are not as great as you perceive yourself and no matter how much power you possess, there will always be heights you’ll never be able to reach” Niyanlafu then took a step closer to the king.

The king upon seeing Niyanlafu step closer to him, felt a wave of fear wash over him, fearing what the monster before him was planning to do with him.

“Aren’t you satisfied, you rule over this entire world and are feared by all, your power is already greater every single Uha Tamunaran in existence but yet you still seek more. Why Datubo” Niyanlafu asked as he took another step closer to the king, and the king, seeing that he had once again taken another step closer to began to struggle to try free him.

“Isn’t it enough, you took the throne from you brother along with his bride, isn’t it enough that you crushed every soul who dared to question your rule and you even managed to succeed in eliminating the former Su Baera, the one obstacle that stood against your conquest” Niyanlafu spoke about all the king’s achievement before taking another step to the king, sending another wave of fear down the king’s spine.

Niyanlafu then vanished in cloud of darkness before appearing before the king himself, looking at him with his pitch black eyes, sensing the fear in heart both their eyes lock on to each other.

“Tell me Datubo isn’t it enough”, asked Niyanlafu.

Then, with his gaze locked on Niyanlafu’s pitch black eyes, dared to, despite the fear he felt flow through his entire before, opened his mouth to speak, “No, it’s not”.

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Niyanlafu upon hearing Datubo’s answer smiled at him in amazement.

“You may look down on me or think of me to be the fool, blinded by pride and arrogance, but I couldn’t care less of what you think. All I seek for is power, power to break and shatter entire worlds, power greater than any being be it man, Uha Tamunaran or even gods. I want to transcend everyone and everything, to make god tremble at just mention of my name. I refuse to be seen as the pathetic little worm of prince, denied of his birth because of the power he lacked, I refuse to be a weakling, for I am king Datubo and I will make sure I reach a level of power where all in both the heavens and earth below, a well as the lower depths of all worlds, shall to bow on their knees and acknowledge me as their king”, Datubo spoke defiantly at Niyanlafu.

Niyanlafu upon hearing what Datubo said, simply chuckled before saying, “Poor little prince, even after growing so much you are still oh so naïve and still can’t grasp your place in this story. I’ve tried my very best to guide you down the right path up until now but if you insist on continuing to be this arrogant and prideful fool fine then. I suppose I’ll still be there when you eventually shatter and break apart like the frail little stone that you are after falling so far down from grace”.

Niyanlafu then turned his back away from the king before he began to walk away from him, “Goodbye Datubo, try not to crash too hard on that heavy head of yours that you’ve adorned with that an even heavier prideful crown. Don’t worry, I will still be there for you when you inevitable meet your gruesome and humiliating end, like I always am little prince”.

Niyanlafu then vanished in cloud of darkness, living the king alone, seated on his throne with his crown above his head.

The king then sighed deeply before pondering about Niyanlafu’s words, knowing that they were not spoken senselessly, recalling the great display of power he had witness moments ago from Ibaeran. He would be a fool to overlook her power especially after witnessing that it for himself and part of him wanted to take action, to end her before she became a true threat to his rule and the empire he had built but yet, he couldn’t bring himself to and put an end to his plans.

Datubo then looked down on his hand, seeing the wound on it, inflicted on him by the little frail girl he looked down. It had been ages since his body had experienced any form of physical pain, many had tried in the past but their weapons, whether of steel or fire, could not penetrate his skin, and even the Uha Tamunarans that dared to oppose his rule lacked the power to leave even a single scratch on his skin. He was invincible, at least that was what he and every living soul under his rule believed.

Datubo then lifted his wounded arm and placed it upon his eyes, feeling and recalling the last time he felt sensation of pain and fear flow through his entire body, when he battled the former Su Baera, remembering how he felt when he saw the Su Baera single handed dispatch an entire army of Uha Tamunarans and still had the strength to remain standing on his two feet and continue the fight. The king also remembered how the Su Baera warned him to turn back and end his conquest while he still could or else. Datubo would be lying if he said the Su Baera words held no sway over his heart, recalling how after hearing what the Su Baera said he began to contemplating on turning away, falling back along with what remained of his tropes but in the end he chose to ignore his fear and stood his ground, fight with every ounce of power he had and as for why? It was because of the same reason he wouldn’t end his plans even after witness the power of the Su Baera that laid within Ibaeran, for it was his quest to wield the ultimate form of power for himself.

Recalling a distant memory from eons pasted, on how the first born prince was born frail, weak, and worst of all, completely and utterly powerless, mocked, ridiculed and denied of his birthright, living a life less than a peasant despite the fact that royal blood flowed through his veins. The young prince had to grow up envying his brother who was born with a power that could shake the heavens and the earth, and if that wasn’t enough, everything from love and adoration by all, and his birth right, his claim to the throne as the first born son, was given to him all thanks to the power he was born with.

That was why when Niyanlafu came to him all those years ago; offering away to acquire power beyond his wildest dreams and reclaim what was rightfully his, he did not hesitate to accept. Niyanlafu revealed to him a to claim the power of others for himself, stripping them of their life force, making what was once theirs his and living behind an empty lifeless husk. Using this ability he stripped away the power of those who mocked and ridiculed him, took back the throne that was rightfully his and was feared by all. But all that wasn’t enough, the king didn’t to ever be looked down upon or perceived to be weak ever again, he wanted to be the strongest and most power being to ever live.

But that was a reality that would never be because of the existence of the Su Baera, the only being whose power he couldn’t claim for himself. Recalling immense pain that flowed through his entire body the very first time he attempted to take the power of the Su Baera for himself, it felt as though the power refused wielded by anyone apart from the Su Baera, rejecting him and inflecting a pain so agonizing that it went down to his very essence and made him feel like his very soul was being torn apart, it was a pain so great that, despite how many years may have, passed he could still vividly remember it. The king could not tolerate the fact that there was a power which he could not claim for himself, a power which was greater than anything he had ever felt before. The realization that there existed a power beyond his reach made him seek for an even greater power and in search for that very power he found out about the Dumo Stone, the source of all life in existence, the ultimate power, and immediate wanted it along with its power for himself.

His quest for the ultimate power was what drove every action he took and despite the fact that he was treading on a dangerous path especially since Ibaeran seemed to have began understanding the heights of which her powers can reach, the king was still determined to continue with his plan to use her to acquire the Dumo Stone, knowing that she still believed his power to be greater than hers and fearing what he would do to her people if she did not comply with his wishes and do as he commanded, and he was going to use that belief and fear to his advantage, continuing to reinforce that fear and believe, he was even ready to make her feel lower that dirt underneath his feet if it meant she would continued to be subservient to his will even though he feared the power she possessed.