The King seemed to have come to a realization and he looked at the heavens, gaping in astonishment as a massive entity made of rock, metal, and flesh began to descend, seemingly appearing out of nowhere and casting no shadows, it was unknown how long this thing had remained overhead, watching.
Something so massive had no right to be able to move this silently, and if not for the words of the prince, no one would have even tried to look above their heads to the descending mass. The King began to shake as a foul-smelling liquid ran down his legs. He knew about the legend of this ship, and the only thing keeping him from madness was the intense hatred of his son, which was an annoying coincidence, the sound of the prince's voice did not help matters.
"Do you know what that is dear father," Shisu crooned, "That is the ship of the Undying, a true visionary that would change the balance between Ascendancy and Calamity. Leading us to true victory. You have experienced what it is to see a true visionary at work, father. For the first time in thousands of years, our borders are free of Calamity, because of the work of my hands, and I can see that in your eyes, there is nothing but disgust, this is why you are all maggots, while I am the only thing worthy of leaving this shitpool. You see father, I may enjoy the things I do, but I am not an idiot with no end goal in mind."
The King, despite his shock, had ruled over this kingdom for centuries and understood the workings of the higher powers and the dark nature of history. Shisu may be fiercely intelligent, but there were many things he did not yet understand, dark histories that had been hidden, known only by kings, the boy had made a terrible mistake. The king began to shake his head in fear, knowing that he needed to put his hate and fear aside to plead for his son to see reason,
"Please Shisu, if you have ever had any concern for this kingdom in your heart, do not do this. That monster is not an Ascendant and has never been for a long time, he is just here to maintain the balance, and if you ally with him, the balance takes one step closer to crumbling."
Shisu smoothed his robes and smiled, his father could as well be speaking to a rock, "You are all maggots, and from the day of all your births, it was your destiny to become my stepping stone. Why should a future Ascendant listen to a maggot whose sights can only see the earth whereas I only see the heavens."
Turning away from the distraught king and knowing the eyes of the entire kingdom were on him, Shisu preening like a peacock opened his mouth to announce their doom, when a strong hand clamped down on his shoulder, crushing his fragile bones to powder, making him yelp in pain,
"I don't think so... boy. You have had your fun, and it bores me."
The hand and the strange voice shook Shisu out of his moment and he looked behind him at an alien creature who had all the features of a man, but was extremely tall, almost twelve feet, with skin made from gold and hair made from metal chains, the eyes of this being resembled the face of a clock, and for a moment Shisu was frozen in indecision and shock, unaware of who this stranger was or how his carefully made plan was abruptly interrupted.
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