The king sat on his mighty throne with his eyes fixed on the door ahead of him, looking at with gaze of irritation and rage almost as though he was waiting for the doors to open and for someone to emerge out of it. Then as though on cue, the throne room doors opened up and someone stepped in.

The king looked ahead at the figure that made its way to his throne room before scowling in annoyance as it was not the one he wished to see.

“Report”, the king spoke, making no attempts to masks his bitterness and rage in his voice as he spoke.

The figure a Uha Tamunaran man with skin as dark as coal and what looked to curved spike that almost seemed like fine steel to the naked eye protruding out his body wearing grey and black armor.

“My Lord, as per your request, I’ve inform everyone across all the nations to keep an eye out for the Su Baera”, said the coal skinned man while bowing down to the king.

“And?” the King question with an unamused look on his face.

“I am pleased to inform you that the Su Baera has been spotted my Lord”, said the coal skinned man with his head still bowed down before the king.

The king’s eyes, upon hearing what the man said, widened in intrigue as he had finally gotten news he actually wanted to hear.

“Where is she?” asked the King.

The man upon hearing the king’s question ask cleared his throat before saying with his voice trembling out of fear before saying, “We’ve been search every nation for her but My Liege, each and every time was spotted she vanishes without a trace and we don’t know where exactly she might be my Lord”.

The man, upon uttering those words, just stood there, bowing his head in fear and anticipation of the explosion of rage that he excepted to come from the king but much to his shock the king remained perfectly calm.

“Is that all you have to report Black Fang”, said the king seemingly unfazed or at the very least enraged by the news.

“Yes My Lord”, said the man.

“Good, if that is all. You may take your leave”, said the king.

“Yes My Liege”, said the man

The man then raised up his head and turned away from the king and began to make his way to the door, seemingly about to leave the throne room and the king’s presence but just as he was about to reach for the doors, he stopped and then turned back to the king.

“For give me my for my if I am stepping out of bound but if you permit me to be so bold as to speak my mind, I advise you treat this matter with caution”, said the man.

The king, upon hearing what the man said, looked at him intensely causing the man to begin to sweat out of his coal like skin.

“And why should I”, said the king with his gaze still fixed on the man.

The man instinctively bowed down his head out fear of the king before continuing, “Because the slaves across the all four nations have seen her. In the past few days, she has visited all four of them and there are rumors spreading about she performing divine acts like healing the fatally wounded and single handedly taking out one of our own with a single blow. These stories are spreading amongst the slaves and if they persist…”

“What?” The King spoke out, cutting the man off midsentence.

“Tell Black Fang, what exactly will happen”, asked the king with spoke with his gaze growing more intense so much so that even though the man’s head was bowed downed, he could still feel it upon him, warning him that he was treading on dangerous waters.

The man gulped before continuing, “They’ve been talks, whispers, and rumors of a rebellion amongst the slaves starting. It’s only been about five days and yet they’ve been reports of the slaves growing bolder with some of them even dared to talk back at their masters”

The king upon hearing what the man said chuckled a little, seemingly amused by what the man had said. The man, feeling his heart pounding within his chest out of fear, raised his head only to be greeted by the shocking sight of none other than king chuckling lightly. Just looked at the king with a puzzled expression on his face, failing to see how on earth any of the words he uttered could have been amusing to him and wondering if the king truly couldn’t see how serious the matter was.

The king then stopped chuckling before raising a hand and then slamming back down heard on his throne. Then suddenly the air around the man felt heavy and he began to breath, he then felt an overwhelming pressure above his body, pushing and forcing him down to the ground.

“Who am I?” asked the king with a menacing voice brimming with fury and rage and his eyes glowing emerald green.

“My…Lord?” the man spoke while trying stretch out a single arm towards the king only for it to be brought back down to the ground by the overwhelming pressure crushing against him.

“I asked you a question, who am I?” the king asked once more as he stood up from his throne and began to approach the man.

The man, who could barely draw breath, could not bring himself to utter a single word in response to the king and could only watch helplessly with a heart filled with dread and fear as the king approached him.

“I am your king”, said the king as he took a step closer to the man.

“The one who single handedly brought the entire world to its knees”, he said as he took another step.

“And I am the one who ended the life of the Su Baera”, the king then finally reached the man and then grabbed him with a single one of his massive arms.

“I have the power in a single finger crush entire nations, turn mountains into nothing more than patches of ash and dust, and crush a single fable insect like yourself”, the king spoke while tightening his grip on the man and beginning to crushing underneath his grasp.

“Yet you insult me by telling about tread cautiously”, the king spoke before slamming the man down hard to the ground below with enough that it caused the ground to crack and break.

“If your feeble little mind failed to understand this before”, the king then lifted the man off from the ground, his body battered and beaten to the point of near death with broken and shattered bone and blood dripping out of him.

“Know now, everything, both you and every single Uha Tamunaran, the slaves, and even the Su Baera herself are beneath me, and if I so wished I could easily end you all along with this world with nothing more than a wave of my hand” said the king before flinging him to the door as though he was nothing more than a rag doll.

“Get out of my sight and only come to me when you have something worth reporting”, said the king while looking down at the man and the sorry state he had left him in.

“Yes, My Lord”, the man while wince in pain and agony before manage to summon the strength while also endure the intense pain his body was in and got up on his feet and then limped and dragged his body out the door.

Once the man was gone Datubo went back to his throne and then let out a deep sigh with the words of the man echoing in his head as he did so.

“He’s right you know, about you be cautious Datubo”, a familiar voice echoed in the air.

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“Niyanlafu” the king spoke anger and annoyance in his voice.

Then the object of his rage and annoyance revealed himself standing before his throne.

“But then again, you have a bad habit of throwing caution out in the wind”, said Niyanlafu with a sinister grin on his face.

“Niyanlafu!!!!” the king yelled out in rage with the memory of how Niyanlafu humbled him mere days ago still fresh in his mind, recalling how he undermined him as well as he power and it made the blood underneath his skin began to boil.

“Oh, are you still bitter about what happened during our last meet. I thought by now the mighty Datubo would have finished licking the wounds of his beaten ego and see reason but you just had to throw away whatever little expectations I had of you out the window”, Niyanlafu spoke with grin plastered on his face.

Datubo, hearing Niyanlafu mock and ridicule him to his face made his blood boil even more and he wanted nothing more than to crush him right where he stood and wipe the sly grin of his face but, as much at pain him to admit to himself, he knew he couldn’t. As whatever form or kind of creature Niyanlafu was, he was something beyond him, wielding power even he could not fathom and that was a truth Datubo could not deny even though every single fiber of him wished he could.

“What do you want now, Niyanlafu?” Datubo asked rage and annoyance evident in his voice as he spoke.

“Nothing much, just to mock the foolish king that stands before me that’s too blinded to see his own ruination in progress” said Niyanlafu bluntly with a playful smile on his face.

“My ruination?”, the king spoke before chuckling.

“Look around you Niyanlafu, the palace, the nations, along with the entirety of this world is mine. I rule over it all and this is nothing underneath sun, stars, moon, and sky that isn’t mine”, said Datubo.

Niyanlafu upon hearing what Datubo said just laughed before saying, “You poor little delusional thing. You’ve managed to deceive every single person on this world of your power and the saddest part about it all is that even you believe in this delusion”.

“Delusion! I am Datubo, king of the Uha Tamunarans, ruler of all four nations of and slayer of the Su Baera. I am the most powerful thing in this world”, said Datubo infuriated by Niyanlafu’s words.

Niyanlafu however simply chuckled lightly at Datubo’s words before saying, “Most powerful, * lightly chuckling* we both know that’s a lie”.

Niyanlafu then let out a deep before chuckling once more, “Oh Datubo, it’s really pitiful. Honestly having to see you this, literally having the entire world on your feet and yet desperately wanting more, it’s extremely pathetic”.

Datubo could only grunt while holding back his immense anger and rage.

“Do you even know why you’re currently the one sitting on that throne Datubo?” asked Niyanlafu.

Datubo, annoyed and fed up by Niyanlafu’s words, said, “Enough of this Niyanlafu, do not forget who you address. I am still the King”.

“Oh, I’m well aware of that”, said Niyanlafu with sinister grin on his face.

“But it’s seems that you are not?” Niyanlafu said with his voice morphing in to a monstrous and distorted voice before, with just as a simple wave of his hand, sent an overwhelming wave of pressure down upon Datubo, mounting him in place and leaving him unable to move even a single finger.

“Niyanlafu!!!!” The king yelled out in rage while trying with all his might and strength to move but no matter how much of his strength and power he let out it wasn’t enough to free him from the overwhelming pressure pressing down on him.

“An illusion, that’s where your true strength lies. You call yourself the mightiest and most powerful in this world but the truth is, you’re the same as were all those years. A scared, frighten, and powerless little boy”.

“NIYANLAFU!!!!” Datubo yelled in fury upon hearing Niyanlafu’s words.

“Oh, it seems I’ve struck a nerve. Why is it that? Could it be because you can’t stand to here the truth about yourself and how despite have so much, you still feel like the same helpless weak prince, sad and alone, shunned, mocked, and despised by everyone, even your blood” said Niyanlafu.

“SHUT UP!!!!!” Datubo yelled in rage and an intense madden fury, release so much power that it caused the his throne along with ground underneath to crack, crumble and break apart.

Niyanlafu then walked towards Datubo, seeing him lying on the floor covered by the scattered bits of his once mighty throne, still pinned down by the overwhelming pressure that came from Niyanlafu.

“Pitiful, it truly is. You’ve created an illusion to fool the entire world but the only person that isn’t fooled by you little façade is yourself” said Niyanlafu as he looked down at the king who was currently lying down before his feet.

Niyanlafu then heard the sounds of guards making their way to the throne room, having heard the commotion caused by Niyanlafu and the king.

“It seems as though I must take leave as the image of seeing the great Datubo graveling underneath my feet may not be very flattering for you as the king” said Niyanlafu before snapping his fingers and freeing Datubo from the crushing pressure he placed upon him.

Datubo, free from Niyanlafu’s grasp, looked up to him with look of scorn and immense rage in his heart.

“Oh don’t look at me like. Datubo, I’m only trying to steer you towards the right path after all, I do love you like the son I never had” Niyanlafu spoke sinisterly with his voice becoming monstrous.

“And because I love you so much. Here a bit of fatherly advice, no matter how strong an illusion maybe, it is powerless in the presence of the light so if I were you, I would snuff out the spark before it ignites in flames who’s light will reveal the truth you’ve hidden away in your well crafted illusion” said Niyanlafu before vanishing in away in a puff of smoke.

Then just as he disappeared, the guards rushed in only to see the shocking and unexpected of their king on the floor lying on the broken pieces of his throne. They guard then looked at king with a look of shock and disbelief as they were unable to fathom anything that could bring their mighty king down to such an extent.

Datubo, seeing puzzled and confused look on the guards face, grinded his teeth with rage as he recalled all of Niyanlafu’s words he was taken back to a time when he was constantly brought down to the cold hard ground while others watched him on the floor grinning and smile at the weak and powerless little prince. And as the king recalled all those bitter and agonizing memories from his past, the image of the guards that stood before him began to shift and change, slowly morphing to the image of all those who looked down on him all does years ago for being the only Uha Tamunaran to be born powerless. Datubo blood then began to boil from within as his entire body was overcome with something familiar, something he detested above all else and hoped he would never feel in his entire life, the feeling of powerlessness.

The king then, while still on the floor, raised an arm, using his powers to grab hold of the guards and then lifted them off the ground, suspending them all in mid air.

“What’s wrong Your Majesty”, one of the guards asked with beads of sweat trickling down their faces out complete and utter fear, but their response was the silent cold and heartless gaze of the king before he proceeds to drain them dry of their life essence. Forcing and ripping out their essence and life force right out them, in an agonizing process that caused them to yell out sheer agony before finally falling down to the ground as nothing more than empty and lifeless husks on the floor. King Datubo, the ruthless and mighty ruler of the Uha Tamunarans then rose up, standing as tall as a towering giant and able to crush full ground man underneath his fingers.

The king then looked down to see the only guard whose life he spared cowering and trembling in fear on the floor down below. The king then reached down to ground, as though he was nothing more than a toy in his hands.

“Get me a bigger throne”, said the king before tossing him back down to the ground and leaving him to rush straight out of the door to fetching him a fitting throne.

Once the guard was gone and Datubo was left alone, his mind began to replay Niyanlafu’s over and over and over again.

“…sad and alone, shunned, mocked, and despised by everyone, even your blood”

His words haunted and plagued his mind, causing him to feeling an intense rage begin to consume him once again but before it consume him completely, Datubo took a deep breath and calmed down.

Datubo then looked at his arm and then down at the ground below. He was now a towering giant brim immense power. There was no Uha Tamunaran nor were they ever any that could boost of possessing even half of the power of the power he now wielded and on top of that, he had accomplished feats no other Uha Tamunaran could with his most notable one being the ending the life of the Su Baera, a feat many Uha Tamunaran kings before him had attempted to accomplish only to fall to the immense power of the Su Baera each and every time, as well as the subjugation of the nations of man, something long thought to be impossible due to the Su Baera was brought to fruition by none other than Datubo himself.

Datubo, looking back at all he had accomplished and immense power he possessed couldn’t help but ponder, why wasn’t it enough for him. He ruled over vast nations, was feared by all, and wielded enough power to send nations crumbling down to ruins and yet he still felt emptiness within. Pondering further, Datubo began question if they was any truth in Niyanlafu’s words.

“…you’re the same as you were all those years. A scared, frighten, and powerless little boy”

Datubo then began pondering if Niyanlafu was right, could it be that, despite all the power had acquired over the years and the vast empire he ruled over, could he still be, deep down, that scared little weak and frail prince looked down upon and despised by everyone. The mere thought alone of him still being the same as he was back there was enough to make mad with rage and cause he him to strike the ground below with enough force behind that single below to cause the entire palace to quake and shake.

Datubo then let out a deep breath before prying fist out of the hole he formed when it collided with ground.

Seven days, that was the amount of time he gave her, and out of that seven days, six were gone and only one remained, nothing else mattered to him apart from that. He had journeyed too far through that dark path he currently walked on and spilled far too much to falter now. The ultimate power beyond everything and everyone, a power that will forever eliminate that lingering feeling of powerlessness in him and be the end that frail pathetic and weak little prince. A day, that was how long he had to wait for to acquire a power to great it would situate his ever-growing hunger for power once and for all.