Long Live the King

The beginning

Once, in a dark world, a mysterious man named Master gave people hope for the future. But the king wanted him dead, and his ideas to perish with him.
Unknown to the king, Master was his own son.
Mark loved his father, but he knew the people feared him, along with
his hateful rule. It was then, that he redefined himself as Master, the
voice of change and happiness.
However, he had to keep his true identity from his father. So, he would lie. "I'm off to study with a friend!" Mark said to his father. But, in truth, he would go to his secret room, to post his hopeful videos. The king, though, had offered a one-million-dollar reward for Master's head.
Mark didn't know this information and would receive a shock when he went next went live. As he settled into his chair by his desk and put on his mask a message popped up.

Dear Master, I don't know who you are, but I can assure you that once you've been caught you will be beheaded for your treason against the crown.
~Signed King Michael.

Mark looked at the message in disbelief, if only his father knew who he really was would he be so callous towards him. he made it his mission that his father will never know who he is, for fear his father would surely kill him just to make an example out of him regardless of his bloodline.
mark made his video, the message still left him feeling uneasy, so he shut it down while getting changed and slipped out of the secret room. He saw the castle guards checking the buildings nearby for the signal that was broadcasting the video. he packed his study supplies and went to his car taking out a switch from his pocket, he started his car and drove off as soon as he was clear he pressed a button on the switch, and blew up the building he was in incinerating everything in the building as it collapsed in on itself and left nothing to trace back to him. that was close he thought trying to get back to the castle before his father began to worry due to the explosion he caused.

As he walked in, he heard "mark is that you?" it was his father " yeah Dad it's me" Mark replied. "Are you ok? The guards said they saw you drive passed a building that was bombed." his father asked. "Yeah, lucky me I had passed it before it happened i heard it and saw it behind me and hit the gas." Mark replied. "Oh, thank the Gods you are safe my Son." His father said hugging his son.

Mark went to his room to do his homework and get some sleep.
The next morning school was closed, and Mark was stuck at home
Mark knew it was a trick to see if this Master person was a teacher or student, but also knew the plan would fail. He had to make sure it would for everyone's safety. He walked out to the Royal Chamber and was shocked to see his dad fighting a guard. "WHAT'S GOING ON!?" he yelled. "THIS MAN IS A TRAITOR TO THE CROWN!" His father growled back. "How? what did he do?" Mark asked.
"He accused you of being Master." his father said.

Marks heart stopped for a second, he was full of anger and rage, without even thinking a skeleton like figure burst from his body and exploded upon impact with the guard killing him instantly. "What was that that?" the King asked, his voice cracking with visible shock and concern. "I... I don't know." mark said, he took off running scared it would happen again. King Michael was scared that his son was going to die, because
people with powers typically exploded. If they didn't train their powers, and Mark in his opinion was too lazy to train. He decided to go talk with him after
he calmed down. Meanwhile Mark was shocked that a power Like that came from him. "Oh My
God, my cover could have been blown just now. That was way to suspicious." He said under his
breath. He sat down and pulled up the video of what has happened, a whole skeleton
made of energy just burst from his body and exploded on contact with the guard. He
watched it over 100 times even saved it for later studies, still he
didn't understand anything. the more he thought about it the less he understood. There was a
knock on the door Mark jumped and powered off the computer and ran to his bed. "Come in he
said weakly." The King walks in slowly and looks around hoping to find a shield of some sort incase mark explodes again.
"Son, are you ok?" he asks moving slowly to his son's bed.
"No, I'm not, did you see what happened? I have no idea what that was or how it happened, I was so full of anger I could not control Myself." Mark replied.