At the palace of the deathly king...

Pain is worthless without its seething triumphs of death, rage and agony. It comes in a simple fact that many consider to wonder:Indistinct. Indistinct to the fact that it differs from others. It is a mutant trying to be with us but cannot be, it is a corpse wanting to live again but endures the truth that the life he treasured is no longer in his hands, it is raw meat that cannot be eaten because of its awful uncooked taste. Pain is something to be aware of, its influence has something to harvest. What could be that harvest? A LIFE perhaps?

Pain was in the deathly king's structure his crimson robe was dripped with blood his ring--withered. His crown, smashed to a million pieces...

It was the war during 1143 A.D that changed the name of evil in the Kingdom of Auria. A war very devastating and deadly that anyone who survived must be the strongest and the most intelligent.

The King once said to himself "I would rather see people being guillotined than see them do something horrid at the sight of my eyes", thus he started the war that almost destroyed thousands in a glimpse of destruction: Blood, bribery, money, and politics--civil war.

The King sat down on a rotten body of a soldier who's head was almost dismembered from its body giving a better likeness of someone devoured by a hungry predator at the neck--or whatever it is called. The King was in his palace counting the flies that were devouring on the meal of the dead body--or was it bacteria?

"I never have thought of this--painful, very painful", he huskily said. "I am devouring on my wealth's meat and my sword's blood, I have done an art, a painful art, an art that used many blood for its painting."

"I dreamed of this pain and now its coming to life, yes it is, in fact, it is alive counting my sins for eternity", The king thought of many things:His family, his fame, his victims--

His son dying, a sword plunged to his chest..
His daughter being raped by his men by his order..
His wife beheaded after being Baptized..

Who was he? he looked his reflection on the knife that he held earlier, I'm a devil, he thought, For once in my life I want to rest from my evilness, but with all of my slaughter shall be my mortal sin I have lived a life of fortune to others a misfortune, then finally pointing the knife at his mouth, "I shall be called the DEATHLY KING for I command with blood in my mouth". He plunged the dagger through his tongue, it was like he swallowed a giant thorn and it poisoned him to his throat, the knife plunged through his skull putting an end to his painful life...

And alas a soldier was watching the evil King's suicide and he swore he heard the King's mouth say "I shall live", as he narrated it to Emperor Justinian...

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