How far i'll go

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I do not own these characters, these characters belong to Amelia_Vale from her toy soldier trilogy.
PS: its a damn good series ❤
I listened to the song at the top mostly, when writing. So I decided to add it for good measure. https://my.w.tt/UiNb/619trTBZ2I
^ link to her trilogy
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King Kailas sat on his throne, twirling a strand of reddish brown hair, staring at the red and gold refined wall with beautifully designed markings carved in. Boredom in his mind like the plague simply not going away and killing him slowly with every passing second. Another day - another week.
His heart filled with nothing but numbness, as he had not found someone to give it to and fill it with life. His servants tried to find someone for the king to love and hold dear to him, but every girl that came in who tried winning over the king, failed in mere seconds of stepping into the throne room. He felt nothing for these girls, their looks were astonishing that he could see. But they weren't what he was looking for.

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Demitri inou a known assassin for killing high powered useless people, at least that's what demi thought. People in high power, living in treasures and Rich's simply for being born in it, or cheating the system. Angry as they had everything, and they didn't even spare a glance at the people who really deserved and needed it.
Demi wasn't paid for these assassinations, simply took orders from a high power he cowered to, they could do a lot to him if he tried anything unwanted.
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Demi sat on the white sloped roof, ordered to kill king kailas. Word was all he did was sit at his throne and feel pity for himself because he didn't have someone to love. Demi didn't believe in love, if was simply an emotion caused by chemicals for reproduction of the human race. It held you back, and was useless.
Kailas sat there doing nothing all day, the only people who did anything were his loyal servants casting orders to run his monarchy while he did absolutely nothing. 

Falling into the kitchen, his footsteps light like a feather falling to the ground, his existence so quiet, hard to believe he truly existed.
Killing wasn't something demi enjoyed, in fact he disliked it. But as a little kid, starving with his parents, desperate for the necessary needs. He was offered a job, as long as he was successful his parents and him were fed and clothed. Little did he know it was going to cost lives for that luxury. His parents begged him to stop, it wasn't right, demi loved his parents so much, listening to them he requested to stop. But the thing was.. it was already to late, so the high power killed off his parents, they saw it held him back from what he was naturally good at. Ever since he despised the high power, but slowly they brain washed him into thinking they had kept him back because of his feelings, and that the high power was good, but in somewhere in his mind he knew it wasn't.
As demi slowly kept through the halls, not exactly knowing the layout of this palace, and following his instincts was the only way it got him anywhere. If he were to come across servants he realized they had to die, or else the plan would be ruined. Seeing as it would be quite difficult,the whole the castle brightly lit, and no place to hide. This realization made his stomach churn in guilt. Slowly his pace quickened, ready to get the job done so only one life would end and not many. But his hopes had turned to dread as a servant turned the corner and nearly knocked into demi, with one swift motion the neck was sliced and the servant fell to the ground. one more face to remember, that was what demi thought about as he continued his way to the throne room.
Passing several rooms filled with expensive furniture, and beds that looked so soft as soon as you lay on it you could fall asleep right away.
Seeing two big golden doors with beautiful design, his intuition telling him right away that is the room he's looking for. Pushing the doors open with not a care in the world, seeing as it really didn't matter, the victim couldn't get away anyways.. Walking in as the doors made a swoosh noise, the king slowly glanced over, then looked back at the wall, quickly looking at demi again. The king sat up suddenly, with a look of pure admiration at demi.
Demi being confused as he never once had been looked at before in such a manner, hesitated right away. That's when he suddenly realized how handsome this king was, his reddish brown hair fit perfectly with his darkish complexion, and lightning green eyes that fixated themselves on inspecting demi in every way. Demi's golden brown eyes did the same.Feeling a confusing attraction towards the king.

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