Monark the only name you need to know

monark the only name you need to know five: the dead man's dream

Manark pov:

you know how long has it been since I felt a night like this? A night so safe with q sky so clear, if I was a child I would have cried at this point, it bring back memories of gold and murmur the good ol days where the poor wouldn't dare to think of gold, these were the days the royal family rules supreme over France, the days of...my grandfather, I remember it vividly his words of encouragement, to make a name for myself, to be a ruler for people to look up to but now look at me, but a mere korp grunt, how more usless could I be, if not for those filthy peasants I would have been in peace, ruling with an iron fist, just give it few more years, both korp and octo are gonna fall down, and the d3ad man dreams are gonna be true, I'll be the one to rule supreme, not them

I walk through the halls, as images of the past haunting me, repeating in my head over and over again, I feel distress, like I need to call out, a haunting fear of failure...is this, what it feels like to be weak, NO!! think wisely Monark something we'll help you, and I know just the guy

at ron1n's room:

"So...you are telling me, that the spirit of your ancestor is haunting your mind?" ronin asked me as he sharpens his katana

"Well well well, let us not go to there friend! It is not haunting, maybe call it regret? Despair? Guilt even" Ron1n shook his head at my response

"When our ancestors come to visit us in the mortal realm, I is to guide us, or to avenge themselves, and what would you need guiding with that you would ask for my help?" H-help? HELP!?

"You got one thing wrong you usless mutt, I, KING MONARK don't ask for help, I ORDER assistance" he took a sip of his tea

"What you want is for yourself to be free from your guests and regret, maybe you should give a promise or a sacrifice to your ancestor?" He calmly suggested

I started out furiously out of the room, a sacrifice? A promise? Who does he think he's talking to?! I'm the king king monark, I don't sacrifice, people sacrifice for Me!

in my rage I feel dizziness, as I feel myself walking inside a vivid dream, it's a garden, a grass as green as the Amazon, a water fountain as shiny as gold, I look infront of me, to find myself, my child self, an innocent kid, just before his first assassination attempt, an attempt to take his life, smiling as he's carried by his grandfather

he sat me in his and talked to me

"When you grow up, monark, be written in legends" I remember that part, he'll tell me to be like my dad blah blah blah "be kind be merciful-" i-i don't remember thus "be always the king the people want you to be, a king that is brave, strong, and loved by the people, always think of our citizens before yourself"

I start to break down on my knees, why...why did I forget!? the guilt is eating me, why did i forget  his words? Is it my father? Or is it the million attempt on his life

young me speaks "grandpa, I-"

"-I promise to show them to show them all who's the great and almighty monark " I said as I found myself again, in the halls, I hit my head againts the wall, the thick iron wall, that promise, was his last wish, I won't do alot, I'll do as little as acceptable, so I can fulfill the dead man's dream