"Reaps," Prometheus called upon the Reaper who was watching TV quietly as he was smoldering with frustration.
"What?"
"He found his father."
"I figured."
"Reaps. He needs you." 264
"No, he does not."
"Okay. What if he's just like my Dad? Hm? What if it drives him as it drove me!?"
"Pro... The man killed my parents."
"Then avenge them by being a good father."
"Tch..."
"Kid... I ain't askin' much... I just want him safe."
"He's safe with you."
"Not physically..." Prometheus points to the temple of his head. "Here... So he won't go... mad..."
"Pro..."
"Please..."
"No... I just can't believe I'm deciding to do it."
"You should! That's because I raised you right." Prometheus smiled at him with respect and pride.
Reaper gives a hug to Prometheus, who pats his shoulder. "I owe you my life, you old piece of shit... Remember that."
"And I owe you my sanity."
The King taught Miguel while his friends watched over him. "It was around the year 1863 in my world when education began for all children. I grew up studying under Spanish friars who spoke Spanish and not in our own language for the Spaniards did not care for our people.
But... it was around the time when Rizal's death jumpstarting the rebellion really set things for the future course. The Filipinos waged war until we defeated the Spanish... But Aguinaldo, the man who had famed general Bonifacio allegedly killed, gave the Americans permission to give us benevolent assimilation. They believed they were the Messianic nation and thus have the right to save countries from tyranny."
"Which they did?" asked Miguel, who was there while all of his friends watched over him.
"Of course, not! America only wanted one thing. A colony. Teddy Roosevelt was, of course, an imperialist pig. Of course, Luna, one of my dear friends and leader, would deny this and he was charged with treason. He and I argued that the Americans wanted to enslave us, not trade with us. And they did. They had the excuse of six guards killed to jumpstart the war. Luna. Goyo. My leaders are dead because of the filthy American PIGS. I was there. Holocaust camps they set up for torture and experimentation of villages. I was captured and experimented on.
It was then that Prometheus came and instead of joining us to stabilize the world economy, he went to New York. Set it as the world capital. He denied OUR PEOPLE that power! THE POWER WE DESERVE!!! THAT FREEDOM!!! We received freedom on July 4, 1946. But the destruction was done. America continued to rule over us via neo-colonization. They continued to buy our resources for a 265
low price and resell them in better forms of better products. Fuck... Look at our people. If I was the leader... IF I WAS THE THE RULER OF HUMANITY, MY PEOPLE WOULD HAVE STRENGTH!!! POWER!!! DIGNITY!!! RESPECT!!!"
"Did this really happen?" asked Anna.
"We didn't learn about this in school. A lot of our teachers are pro-American..." said Jedan.
"Oh dear..." said Lord.
"So, my plan is to bring peace... prosperity... and love to the world for those oppressed. Starting with the head of the snake..." sneered the King.
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