I can't promise weekly updates, lol, buuut here's chapter 5!
Warning: emotional damage.
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King slowly blinked his eyes open, still drowsy from the haze of sleep. His eyes widened and then he yelped, sitting up as he realized that he wasn't in the cell with his mother anymore.
"M... Mama?" He called, looking around, and his pink eyes widened when he saw where he was.
Well... he wasn't even sure where he was, exactly. Could he even call it a place?
The place was... abstract, yet seemingly small, consisting of a nebulous space occupied by a black reflective pool, which King found himself floating on. Or, standing in? He couldn't quite tell.
The little demon then noticed something out of the corner of his eye: structures of iridescent, abstract architecture stretching upward, forming a continuous canyon, of some kind. Above, he could see black cubes.
"Weh...?" King mumbled to himself, looking up, and then he noticed something. A shadow in what was presumably the sky, and he could have sworn that it looked like a person. The little demon squinted his eyes, perplexed. "Hello? Is someone up there?"
"Seething seas and puppet strings..." A mysterious, deep voice spoke, sounding as if it was a boy's voice, or at the very least, the voice of a man.
King's eyes widened, and he looked around, bewildered. The voice sounded like it was everywhere at once. "Hey! Who's there?"
"He no longer dreams of kings..." The voice continued, and King jumped; the voice sounded like it was getting closer. He looked up, swearing that he thought something was moving around the canyon; around him. "As above rush darkened skies, as below his father lies..."
Then... someone gasped in front of him.
King looked up, and saw someone staring at him, their eyes wide. The person was hooded, but from what King could tell, their face was eclipsed with a crescent moon shape, and they wore a robe with a split color of gray and black; the black side having white stars and gray crescent moons on one side, while the gray side had black suns present on the other side. They also wore a pearl with two small golden moons holding the pearl with a string.
King gasped and stumbled back, noticing that the stranger was stuck in a weird glowing ball thing. His heart began racing, almost slamming into his ribcage.
Then... the person spoke. It sounded like the voice of a little boy.
"Pip?"
King's eyes widened at the name. "Pip? Who's-?"
The strange voice suddenly spoke again, so loud that it drowned everything else out.
"On the darkest day, the Prince shall rise."
King woke up with a gasp, his heart pounding so fast that he almost felt sick. He scrambled his paws around, and only felt comfort when his paws closed around the fabric of his mother's cloak.
What had happened...?
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Hunter sighed as he looked at the plan he and Kiki made over and over again. They were going to betray The Emperor himself. This was no light task, especially if they wanted to survive.
"Man, look at what I've become." Hunter said with a sigh, before he put away the plan. He should probably try to get some sleep...if he could. It's not like he needed it, right?
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