I Put Way Too Much Work Into This

7

"Bright lights, flowers blooming, the smell of fresh pasties in the air, everything perfect; and he was indulging in all of it."

"He, Ellis, consumed such wondrous and new things; each a thing of prepossessing limitlessness."

"Yet his comprehension of the world was not enough; as even he, the primordial being of substantial power, could not understand the wallows of misapprehension that soon feel over him, as he learned that what was truly there was solely but a semblance."

"The sudden nausea that overcame him was odious at its crème de la crème."

"Abhor. Abhor is what he felt about all of this; this place such a horrid and lying place. Everything too... perfect."

"Ellis needed something better, something not as unhealthy and disastrous as the world that he sat in as of now."

"He moved, a thing that hadn't happened to him in a while, to a place of inordinate towns, and inordinate faces, and yet the imperfections is what made it perfect."

"He amalgamated groups that once were torn apart. But now they started anew, and this new place that Ellis had built, was something exemplary."

"But an erratic thing of horrid possibilities changed all of that with just a push of an inconspicuous button."

"And now the entirety of this populace is filled with the obsequious people.

As it should have always been."

This is from the song Appetite of a People Pleaser by Ghost and Pals.

"Isn't that right, subservient people, of Ellis?"

"..." "Now, you may leave, before you become too much of a burden to the others around."

"Zerifck, isn't all that they say, or at least the connotation of it, eerie?"

"Oh, don't be so dramatic; it's nothing of importance. It's just a small, little backstory on Ellis, our rightful leader, you savvy?"

Rackuru's contrary thoughts were snuffed out with the calming and knowledgeable thoughts of his best friend.

Ellis' way of getting rid of those buffoons, was quite fun, if not a little too delicate for the likes of some.

And even if some found it quite too "delicate", Ellis still found it quite fun stripping away the identities of individuals.

Rackuru was in a dire situation, as his friend of so many lifespans was missing.

"How very wrong of you to do something of this matter." Zerifck's voice had rung through the well-lit room of the ruler's suite, changing Rackuru's perception of everything.

Two friends, once a matter and being of such common lines of thought, always intercepting, had now turned irreconcilable; the two, never to be close ever again.