Demise of a King

by K6   Feb 17, 2015


I've seen many fall countless times.
Your empire came crumbling down as if it were fluttering from the sky.
What's a King without loyal servants on his side?
A weak one who everybody felt fearless of who was reaching his demise.
Your time as the prime ruler has ceased to a ruthless end.
You were brought down to your knees to such extent you couldn't understand.
Rules were meant to be bent,
his whole plan of a successful Kingdom didn't go as planned.
All those who served him throughout these years went to another clan.
So the former King had a plan to strike back.
He was thinking of rebuilding his entire empire from scratch.
He was throne less with no one to order, a King who has lost his respect.
The people saw that the king was seeking for revenge which he would never get.
He was also in it to regain his rep,
his life became based on regrets.
Who would help a helpless person in need without remuneration to give, he was no more filled with contentment.
He was left stranded in the middle of nowhere, homeless without being given royal hospitality which he used to receive,
reaching his peak to death spending the last intake of his breath with none to mend.

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