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Earlier this morning after everyone got their rest. We all went to go have a chat with Gregory. As you could assume, things didn't exactly go the way we would've wanted them to.
Due to Gregory being the absolute shithead he is.
See, the plan was to have me train as much people as possible. Train them with anything, anything they were good at.
Well we are doing that, but the idea was to seek approval from Gregory.
Enid took it into her own hands. She rallied up all interested people, and brought them all to Gregory's mansion. Where they made their stand.
Not only that, but Jesus is currently taking us to meet this man. Jesus called him "King Ezekiel". These people are funny.
One who calls himself Jesus. Now this one who calls himself a king.
"What are you thinking about?" Glenn asks, pulling me away from my thoughts.
"This "King Ezekiel", do you really think he'll be able to help us? What if it's just another small community? That won't be enough" I say, voicing out my thoughts.
Glenn grabs my hand and squeezes it to reassure me.
"Hey, it's better than the numbers we would've had before" he says. I look at him nervously before turning my head towards the window.
"We'll make it through this, together" he says, giving my hand another squeeze.
I sigh, "it's not us I'm worried about. I know we'll make it, we always seem to" I say, a distant look in my eyes.
"But?" Glenn adds, leading me on.
"But what about everyone else? What if someone dies?" I stress. Glenn looks at me with a certain sadness in his eyes.
"People are certain to die in the upcoming battle. The people know that they are risking their lives, let them go" he says.
I sigh, not mentally prepared for the upcoming battle.
"This "King Ezekiel". He rules over a place called "The Kingdom"?" I clarify. Jesus turns around to face me and the rest of the very confused group.
"Yeah" he says. Oh, okay.
"I didn't name it" he adds on as he notices the looks everyone was passing around.
"How much farther?" Rick steps up, looking around to spot any trace of a "kingdom".
"Well, technically we're already here" Jesus says.
"Is it like, under us or something?" I ask, not really seeing anyone else around us. Except for, well, us.
"I mean, we're always here. But- here we are. The Kingdom" , "well, it's outer edge" Jesus says.
"Hey, what the hell we waitin' on?" Daryl says impatiently. On that, I will agree. What exactly are we waiting for? We've got stuff to discuss.
Jesus points his finger in front of Ricks face. "Waiting for them" he says, where two people on horses magically appear out of nowhere.
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