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Jul 2018
Message looked at Arthur’s flight toward Mythology through the window. She looked out the window and shouted to the outside, “With every down, we will hunt their breath!”  The Peacemonger for Strengthened Weapons looked shocked and his face turned pale. He turned his head upward and said in the loudest voice he could, “Don’t you mean with every breath, we shall hunt them down?!” Message waved her ******* at him and said, “I mean what I said!” Then she slammed the window shut.
The Peacemonger for Strengthened Weapons turned to the Manyman he was speaking to and complained, “Message is the most aggressive person in our army. She is always dragging us into fights that we have to bail her out by our power.” The Manyman nodded and said, “What if I told you that she doesn’t have to drag us into fights anymore.”  The Peacemonger stroked his beard and said, “Interesting. I am listening so go ahead.” “The Manyman said, “There is a group called the Headless who wants to overthrow Message. You would be in the line of succession so you could rule us and stop Message’s nonsense.” The Peacemonger crossed his arms and said, “You never heard it from me, but I like that and when you succeed, I will be the Dahomeyan Rulersbip. I will funnel you weapons, so that when you overthrow her, I can be the one to slam her prison door shut in her face. We do not want to **** our ruler, that would not be nice,” he cackled.
Message called Arthur on the Galvatar watch, “Where are you? I can’t see you.” Arthur replied, “We are in the inside, but we don’t see, OHHH. I see it. He is just like what my mom said tormented my ancestors.” “ Message said back, “Okay so you have seen him, you can pull back.” Arthur replied,”I have to avenge my ancestors who now sleep because I was not born when Mythology attacked. Good-bye.” Message pleaded, “Arthur! That was not the plan!”, but her Galvatar watch soon fell silent and she was pacing back and forth.
The Alliance Project opened the door and said, “You were never one for plans, or to follow a plan once it has been formed. Karma is really something, huh.” “Get out”, said Message, not amused at all. The Alliance Project cocked his head and said, “You know now we would have to be put on the War Footing, right?” Let me gather the Dahomeyian Army as a safeguard.” Message buried her head in her hands and said, “What have I done?”
The Alliance Project assembled the Dahomeyian Army. As a Project he was the Peacemonger Marshal of the Dahomeyian Army, even though the Dahomeyian Army was headed by Message as titular Ruler. The Dahomeyian Army advanced toward the Seragon Mountains where Mythology lived. Suddenly someone said, “Look up there.” The Isotrain Mechanism came down in front of them.
Inside was Arthur, bloodied but proud. He said to the Dahomeyian Army, “I did my ancestors well. I stopped Mythology. It took the king of Camelot and Avalon to defeat a deity.” “The Manyman who was talking to the Peacemonger for Strengthened Weapons went and angrily asked Arthur, “ Where is Wayne, my son? He went with you on the expedition!” Arthur said, “ I don’t know of this Wayne of whom you speak of. I went by myself and triumphed with my sword.” The Manyman said, “Where is my boy?” The Alliance Project stepped between Arthur and the Manyman and showed The Manyman a projection.  He solemnly said,
“Wayne never existed. You never had a son.”
Written by
Michael Kusi  28/M
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