White Masked King

Chapter (14)

H was confused he didn't know what to say or even what to do anymore.. what he believed in seemed as a dream.. un logical dream.. he probably lost the main purpose he traveled for.. he thought that traveling back in time was a crazy idea.. he shouldn't have come. The king called H to join him in the Balcony..

H moved towards the Balcony and entered it with a shocked look on his face..what he didn't expect happened.. The king gathered the people in the castle to speak to them, he assumed, the people were standing still waiting for the king to speak..

H understood at this very moment that there is no coming back, he is stuck with the goal, he reached the point that there is no going back, so he should believe in his "Un logical dream" and "Goal, Purpose" that he came to the kingdom for.

The king said "My people, I gathered you today to let go of my authorities as a king, for that young hero.. It's true that I ruled this kingdom for the last 40 years.. it's also true that most of you wish for my death, because I wasn't a good king after all.. in fact most of you prayed to their different gods for my death.. it's hard to let go of a throne and also hard to accept the fact that you people will not kneel for me anymore.. that i can't control you anymore or at least you will never pray for me again. But after all I decided to, leave the throne and the crown to the "White Masked King" and move to the side of the people." Then the king kneeled for H. Everyone standing there Kneeled for H as well. The king stood up to put the crown on H's head..

The crown was made of gold with a huge ruby and several gemstones on it. Ironically that piece of metal that is surrounded by shiny stones made people believe they are gods, made them believe that they can judge other humans, made people kings, oppressed people, forced people to kneel for the person wearing it, it made people greedy, it made others die to have it, it even made some people wish if they had it.. even though it's just a piece of metal surrounded by shiny stones..

The worst part of it is that once a person wears it, he never wants to take it off as if it's a part of his head.. he even fights for it, and might die for it.. that piece of metal made armies fight for it.. win and sometimes get defeated for it.. it made kings and great people no matter how rich they are cry to have it and wish for it, even though they can afford more than just a piece of metal surrounded by shiny stones.. in the end it's just a piece of metal, man-made, named crown.