Quaking with fear, Termite-kun jumped to his feet, clutching his wooden love. "I see you, kun, and the mess you've made" said the Emperor in a threatening tone, enhanced by his deep yet smooth voice, "You killed my servants, and expect to get away?"
"Well, no..?" cautiously said Termite-kun, holding his love closer to his chest. The Emperor inched closer, his steps slow, strong and delicate. "Were you expecting to escape consequence? Escape my wrath? While being as weak, pitiful and defenseless as a mite." the Emperor pressed, a threatening aura exuding from his dialogue.
Just as Kun opened his insectoid mouth to respond, the Emperor lunged forward in attack. Unwanting to see their love broken apart by this man, Wood Senpai stabbed herself into the Emperors leg. "Augh!" exclaimed the Emperor in pain, his leg falling off, "Useless peice of wood." he added, before kicking the wood off the branch, it plumiting to the ground. "NOOO." screamed Kun in angish. The Emperor grinned with malice, though his despicable grin quickly faltered as Termite-kun began to change. His frame became larger and a mist began to eminate from him as he morbed. The Emperor backed off, recognizing game when he sees it, "I-I was unaware you had the plot armour with you, th-that you were such an Alpha"
Looking down at the feeble insect, Morbious-kun had one request, "Prove yourself to be a beta bitch"
"H-How?" asked the Emperor with fear.
"You will say uwu, then you will retrieve my love."
The Emperor swallowed his pride, an uttered the phrase "Uwu" before jumping from the branch after the wood. A resounding splat signaling Kun could de-morb. His love may be gone, but he had beaten the greater evil. Termite society ruled by a man.
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Termite, The story of wood
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