Chapter 1: Rebellion
The Devil entered the womb of a queen on the night of her honeymoon with her beloved king. He was born with strange abilities which prompted the elders and his parents. They called him a god and a gift because his mother was the kindest and his father was the bravest ruler. He hid himself on earth for many centuries and ruled as a king. Humans termed him as the immortal king of justice and many rich people visited him to seek his advice and blessings. They all believed he was the wisest and business minded of all centuries.
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On a cold chilly day, a group of revolutionist stood outside the palace of the immortal dragon king. They hated the fact that he only enforced a set of inconveniencing rules which only made their everyday life to be limited. The door to a much colder room was opened and it was filled with abundant of gold. Even the throne was made of gold. The floor, curtains and the crown of the person sitting on the throne was made of gold.
"Master". A shaky old male voice said and bowed as he fully entered the room.
"Speak". A cold and deep manly voice replied. He was sitting gracefully on the throne while holding a golden sharp mini knife and spinning it.
"Master….they, I mean the citizens, they say you are ruthless and evil". The old man said with absolute fear. He has been with the king ever since the king was a baby but still, he was highly intimidated by that dark cold lifeless aura. A devilish laugh was heard from the king as it echoed throughout the chamber. He stood up from his throne and slowly walked towards his servant. His beautiful long brown hair glistened in riches. His extremely beautiful face looked feminine yet manly.
All the maidens in the town dreamt of him ever noticing them but it was a cloud dream. He was no where ready to have a woman in his palace. He never saw the use of pleasure. If he needed a child, it was surely not now or ever since he is immortal.
"Forget them slave". The king said while now close to the old man. He had the look of danger in his eyes. These town people were lazy insects. Everything he implemented was logical to help them and yet this is how they repaid him?
"Let them say whatever they want. I shall descend my wrath on them this instant as they have misbehaved to the highest peak. I will deal with them myself". The king said and moved pass the old man to walk through the castle hall way. He could hear the horrible things they were saying.
A deep frown appeared on his face as he continued to walk towards the sound of the people. All the time he moved, his eyes turned red as golden black flames continuously formed on his body. The guards opened the huge door leading to the exit and by the time he emerged outside, he was a huge black and gold dragon with the most dangerous looking gaze.
All the protesters seized shouting and talking as they watched him with fear. He came as a dragon; this meant that he was angry at them. He needn't have to speak. Just a huge roar made them all run like chickens to their various homes.
It didn't mean that they had given up yet. They were surely going to come back the after the king forgets about them to continue the endless protest. The dragon watched as every one of them disappeared from his sight. Steam emerged from its mouth because he quenched the fire within him which he was about to use to scare them further.
"Lord Dracan!" The old man said with fear as the Dragon turned to watch him.
" Please control your temper". As soon as he said that , Dracan used his tail to slightly hit him to fall. This was what he hated about his citizens . They feared him which was something he wanted but they couldn't read him which was still something he also wanted. Although it made things annoying, he wasn't there to kill his people. They were his citizens and not his enemies. He walked back inside through the huge door while gradually changing into a naked man.
The female servants always couldn't stop themselves from staring and Dracan cared less. He walked without shame as the servants brought a golden robe. He stretched his hands and allowed them to wear him before going back to his throne room.
"Slave". Dracan said with a sharp tone and the old man bowed in respond.
"Do as I say, ensure the people don't come here tomorrow else!" Dracan said while rubbing his aching brows. The misbehaving of his citizens had given him a headache. He was the real devil who dominated earth and now ruled as the immortal king for many centuries now yet every single time the children grew, they introduce new provoking items. They would have also dethroned him if he wasn't powerful.
"Yes master.. But… , Master there is something you need to know". The old man said to Dracan with a shaky voice.
"Go on". Dracan gave him a go ahead.
"When the entire citizens rebel, regardless of strength, it can cause dethrone. Your immerse power can wipe out the whole kingdom but without the people, who will you rule?". Dracan stayed silent. He knew what the old man said was true. His lips became bitter as he wanted to speak. Whatever that he was about to say, he really didn't want to.
"Tell me slave. What exactly do they want me to do?" Dracan asked the old man in a displeasing tone.
"They want a queen. They said prove to be calm by taking care of a woman". The devil frowned deeply even more. This was total nonsense. What was the meaning of this stupidity? They wanted him to prove himself by getting married.
"Humans!!. Must you all be insensible?" Dracan asked while banging his hands on his throne. His eyes had turned red as it began twitching.
"Master, think only about your throne. Please master, I can personally help to control what your queen does. She will have rules and agree to publicist you as a romantic type. We will just hire her". Dracan's eyes immediately returned to normal as he stared at his advisor and smiled evilly.
"Alas the only human I shall rely on. Round up an audition!".
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