The king was exhausted, he never expected this much mental struggle. It was carving his whole brain. He knew that he can't do anything more. All have been started from his childhood, everyone mentioned him as the special one.

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It's the helplessness that made him dull, he had a whole kingdom to pay the price for his wrongdoings. It was the choice he made that led to this situation.

At first, it was the life of wandering around the world-he wanted, then for a second, he was seduced by the shining iron throne. Then he took the place and wandered around inside his mind.

The blood is flowing through his chest, he can feel it. Surrendering was not an option, the pride of the kingdom can't be torn apart.

He wanted to survive but each thought from childhood started coming to his mind and dragging him back.

Now everything seems stupid, there was no speciality for him. He was just the one who was in the shadows of his ancestors.

peace and victory are somewhere beyond the sea, the only way to end this is his death. He can't take his own life, it's against the pride and the knowledge he has learned.

He is gonna be sold as a failure in history maybe he was gonna be ignored like any other losers. There were enough losers for the upcoming generations to learn from.

He will not be recognized anywhere, an obscure one. There is no more light for a clear vision. Everythings turning into the dark. Just some moments left for leaving all behind and then there is complete darkness.

It's a desert where he is in now, where he can see angels chained in the cactus. They were waiting for the god to come. He also had no other option, just waited for someone to come and ask what his whole life was meant for.

Why the whole world filled ideas inside him that, he's gonna be the biggest conquer in the world. What's the reason for the drama if he was gonna end up like any other human.

Then there was some light, felt like the sun just landed on the desert. He was wearing nothing, a stark naked man. King looked at him and he felt ashamed of the times he called the god to help him-in the past.

Why are you naked? Is there nothing for you to wear?

"I'm gonna only answer your one question if this is what you wanted to know I can answer."

He felt like the god meant it really.

"I don't care about why are you like this, Just wanna know why you filled the thoughts inside me that I am some kind of special one and ruined me in the end?"

"For Fun," God said that pushed him down to hell.

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