Thursday, February 10, 2011
Thursday, December 31, 2009
2009-2010
Reflections and Resolutions
I wonder if I’ve become a better man. But certainly I’ve changed, for better or for worst that’s up to others to judge. Maybe this year I’ll just be myself.
Been reading quite a lot this year, notably I’ve shifted from horror (Clive Barker’s still my favourite author though) to more classic literary stuff. Some of the wonderful books I’ve read this year include:
1984, Neuromancer, Strange case of Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde and Lolita
Currently I’m still fixated of the picture of Dorian Gray. Hope to finish it soon and move on to other classics in the New Year. I have decided to steel my will and finish reading To kill a mockingbird. This time I’m not going to give up that easily. If time permits it will be a delight to delve into twisted classic fantasy tales such as Snow White by Donald Barthelme. And I sincerely hope that all authors out there do put in their utmost effort in writing and come up with a good dark macabre fantasy novel to satisfy my hunger. *Barker please write faster!
Proud to say I have been writing and learning new vocabulary. Unfortunately, I’ve often been only able to churn out melancholic poems and incomplete short stories. Looks like I’ll have to put in more effort in this aspect.
The path to becoming proficient in Japanese is moving on just fine. I took my JLPT4 not too long ago and keeping my fingers crossed that this one will be fulfilled. I’m feeling a very strong urge to learn French these days. I will strive towards that this year.
Physically, I feel pretty good. I feel that my body is now better than before except for the hair. =[
I’ve been putting in effort in my weekly gym sessions and runs. Furthermore, I’m really watching my diet- less salt less carbohydrates "less sugar" less fats more greens more protein etc. Effects are starting to show and I’ll continue working hard!
Martial arts and Capoiera training have been on hiatus for quite a while though. I shall make it a point to go for more lessons this year!
Sky-driving will have to be put on hold since I’m in NS and back in Tekong and everything. But it’s going to be my Birthday Present to MYSELF on my 21st Birthday (ORD date)!! Since we’re at this topic, I shall add that I’ll try my BEST to be a GOOD instructor in Tekong and train GOOD soldiers. =]
Yep, I’m still single, kept my word, 15 more years to go.
I’m nearly out of points- shall just explain my view of being myself before I end. From now onwards or for the year at least, I shan’t be pretentious anymore. I will be who I am. Not going to run away from my feelings. Not going to- act cool act smart act rich act friendly act sociable act matured act like I don’t care act like I care act poor act frugal act pathetic!
I AM GOING TO BE ME
Wishing myself a Wonderful year ahead! =]
With love,
Eh Eh
I wonder if I’ve become a better man. But certainly I’ve changed, for better or for worst that’s up to others to judge. Maybe this year I’ll just be myself.
Been reading quite a lot this year, notably I’ve shifted from horror (Clive Barker’s still my favourite author though) to more classic literary stuff. Some of the wonderful books I’ve read this year include:
1984, Neuromancer, Strange case of Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde and Lolita
Currently I’m still fixated of the picture of Dorian Gray. Hope to finish it soon and move on to other classics in the New Year. I have decided to steel my will and finish reading To kill a mockingbird. This time I’m not going to give up that easily. If time permits it will be a delight to delve into twisted classic fantasy tales such as Snow White by Donald Barthelme. And I sincerely hope that all authors out there do put in their utmost effort in writing and come up with a good dark macabre fantasy novel to satisfy my hunger. *Barker please write faster!
Proud to say I have been writing and learning new vocabulary. Unfortunately, I’ve often been only able to churn out melancholic poems and incomplete short stories. Looks like I’ll have to put in more effort in this aspect.
The path to becoming proficient in Japanese is moving on just fine. I took my JLPT4 not too long ago and keeping my fingers crossed that this one will be fulfilled. I’m feeling a very strong urge to learn French these days. I will strive towards that this year.
Physically, I feel pretty good. I feel that my body is now better than before except for the hair. =[
I’ve been putting in effort in my weekly gym sessions and runs. Furthermore, I’m really watching my diet- less salt less carbohydrates "less sugar" less fats more greens more protein etc. Effects are starting to show and I’ll continue working hard!
Martial arts and Capoiera training have been on hiatus for quite a while though. I shall make it a point to go for more lessons this year!
Sky-driving will have to be put on hold since I’m in NS and back in Tekong and everything. But it’s going to be my Birthday Present to MYSELF on my 21st Birthday (ORD date)!! Since we’re at this topic, I shall add that I’ll try my BEST to be a GOOD instructor in Tekong and train GOOD soldiers. =]
Yep, I’m still single, kept my word, 15 more years to go.
I’m nearly out of points- shall just explain my view of being myself before I end. From now onwards or for the year at least, I shan’t be pretentious anymore. I will be who I am. Not going to run away from my feelings. Not going to- act cool act smart act rich act friendly act sociable act matured act like I don’t care act like I care act poor act frugal act pathetic!
I AM GOING TO BE ME
Wishing myself a Wonderful year ahead! =]
With love,
Eh Eh
Thursday, January 1, 2009
AA’s New Year Resolutions 2009
Things-to –Accomplish in 2009
1. Be a better man
2. Improve my English (better mastery or grammar and vocabulary)
3. Learn 100 new words by 1st April 2009
4. Finish reading Clive Barker’s Books of Blood vol. 1-6 and Neil Strauss’ The Game by 1st April 2009
5. Own copies of Clive Barker’s Books of Blood vol. 1-6 for collection (*the one I’m reading is from the library)
6. Complete writing my collection of short stories by 1st April 2009 (*temporarily titled Artist of Atrocities will consist of 13 horror short stories)
7. Work on and generate more ideas and plots for my novel (*temporarily titled Akadamnit – Fantasy based on 24 Days to Our Au Courant Battle of Megiddo)
8. Write more poems! (*perhaps learn how to compose songs as well)
9. Keep in touch with my artier side (Draw more, paint more, learn photography, and attend more art events!)
10. Improve on my Japanese (Complete Jap course Beginner 2 and Intermediate 1)
11. Pass JLPT4 (Japanese Language Proficiency Test)
12. Learn a NEW language! (*Latin, Korean, German, French or Sign-language? I want to master all of them by the time I finish NS!)
13. Improve on my Chinese ( learn more proverbs)
14. Learn how to drive and ride a motorbike
15. Somehow get enough money to buy a Scooter with a convertible top! (* So cool right!?!)
16. Attend more lessons and improve on my Capoiera moves (*master free-hand Aú aka Cartwheel)
17. Pick up a new martial art (*Wingchun, Muay Thai, Northern Shaolin or Krav Maga?)
18. Punch and kick harder and faster.
19. Complete sports climbing course level 1 (*4th Jan 2009)
20. Complete sports climbing course level 2 and ice climbing course (*date unknown)
21. Learn how to sky-dive (*complete level 1 course, some time in Feb 2009, Perth. Yeah! Australia backpacking trip! Hope I survive the dive =D)
22. Exercise at least twice a week for January and February 2009 (*intensive self-training to prepare for NS starts in March)
23. Become fitter! (*Run 2.4km under 10.30, continuously do 15 pull-ups, continuously do 50 push-ups and do 60 sit-ups in 60s by 1st April 2009)
24. Become more flexible! (*physically and mentally)
25. Learn how to in-line skate.
26. Go for archery lessons!
27. Learn how to play the piano. (*a little help here Mr G)
28. Make new friends, good friends (*nah.. I’ll leave that to fate)
29. Be nicer to my family and the few good friends I have…
30. Be nicer to grandma aka popo (*visit her more often)
31. Be more polite and sensitive to others.
32. Talk less, listen more
33. Master the art of being sarcastic but subtle and charmingly EVIL (*muahahahaha)
34. Stop growing taller
35. Look better (More adorable =P ..Better complexion!)
36. Eat healthier (*less sweet stuff… not very possible)
37. Make a point to be more careful. (*Cautious)
38. Learn to focus better (*waste less time, save more of life)
39. Become crazier, more spontaneous! =D XD =D –D ;D :D %D $D @D !D $D
40. Be more independent!
41. Get used to being alone (*embrace loneliness for there’s no one to hug)
42. Enjoy being single! (*I’ll stay true, I still remember all my promises to you)
43. Remain single for the next 16 years (*remain single for 1 year since this is a 2009 resolution)
44. Think less about death (*learn not to fear it I guess…)
45. Be more EMO (*cultivate Emopoetic stem cells)
46. Do more charitable stuff and voluntary work. (*I’m EVIL! I’m selfish! I’m doing these for good karma that’s all…)
47. Earn some money (*somehow), Spend less money (*I wonder how)
48. Learn to invest! (*Property, stocks, bonds etc… By books or by crook)
49. Turn green (*environmentally friendly I mean… I’ll start by using less tissue)
50. Live life to the fullest (*don’t do stupid stuff that I’ll regret later)
Robbie Williams’ Better Man
Send someone to love me
Send someone to love me
I need to rest in arms
Keep me safe from harm
In pouring rain
Give me endless summer
Lord I fear the cold
Feel I’m getting old
Before my time
As my soul heals the shame
I will grow through this pain
Lord I’m doing all I can
To be a better man
Go easy on my consciencecause
it’s not my fault
I know I’ve been taught
To take the blame
Rest assured my angels
Will catch my tears
Walk me out of here
I’m in pain
As my soul heals the shame
I will grow through this pain
Lord I’m doing all I can
To be a better man
Once you’ve found that lover
You’re homeward bound
Love is all around
Love is all around
I know some have fallen
On stony ground
But love is all around
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
The Reprobate
Kee aka Purple Kee aka Purple King (what his horde of fans calls him) kicked off his Royale purple Old Stability shoes and traipsed into his house. His day at college was draining. School life is no walk in the park, not when you have to ace those exams and impress the girls, play good tennis and impress the girls, sound witty and impress the girls, and while doing all that still look fabulous and impress the girls, and most importantly impress the girls to impress more girls.
Kee was tired. His dropped his bag and headed into the kitchen. His cheeks sore from the constant grinning which he feels help sharpen his face making him look more attractive. His jaws numb. Non-stop witticism comes with a price. He pried open the rusty old fridge. Grabbed an opened can of Funky & Nitty and gulped down half of it. Ahh… the fizzy fluid caressed his throat… Such simple pleasures in life he wondered. He strolled towards his room. Reflections of his daily deeds cruised through his mind in a split second. Ruefulness almost overcame him.
But it did not.
The drink has rejuvenated him. He punched the turn-on button with his dainty fingers (that underwent manicure fitting only of queens and kings). That slyly charming grin was recovering upon his face. He could feel the tingly sense of anticipation and excitement creeping down his spine and fluttering with the soda beneath his belly. His eyes were fixated on the screen of his magenta dHell laptop. His mind was extracting all his trophy memories. All those mindless girls and pretty boys worshipping him; he loved the adulation. He was in control. He carefully picked -the pinkest. He serenaded them with his tenderness. He toyed with them. He influenced and manipulated their friends, turning them against them. He loved the dirty look on their faces when they confronted him, some begging for the return of their reputation, some cursing for his retribution, some crying for his love.
His fingers danced across the keyboard entering his lengthy password. The horns of the Kings sounded. Purple King is online! The exhilaration had spread down from his tummy to his lower body. He pulled out a minuscule plastic card from his phone and shoved it into the slit on the side of dHell. Unclothed bodies filled the screen. Kee was in glee. He toggled back and fore through the images reliving the moments when his slaves kneeled before him, satisfying his most intimate needs. The burning sensation within him had grown into a perverse conflagration consuming what’s left of his humanity. With a twitch of his fingers Purple King delivered his decree. Now the world gets to lay eyes on the condescending images of his victims. And technology- his most trusty advisor, enables him to go scot-free. They were his eyes that help him survey his subjects through the Goggle. They were his mouth that spreads the words. Kee engaged his Messenger and through it spread the plague; the rumor.
<<
Kee LOVEs purpur says:
Hey.. I feel so depressed…
Jess =D says:
Huh
Kee LOVEs purpur says:
Look at these… www.hotsluts.com.aa
Kee LOVEs purpur says:
I never knew she was such a… slut…
Jess =D says:
OH my god! What the f**k?!?!
Jess =D says:
Eeeew! I cant believe it! Wats wrong wif her.. never knew shes so.. loose
Kee LOVEs purpur says:
Neither did i.. I’m so disappointed in her
Kee LOVEs purpur says:
Could it be photoshop of something?!?!?!
Jess =D says:
I don’t believe too but they look too real
Jess =D says:
I.. feel so sorry for you
Kee LOVEs purpur says:
I guess I have no choice but to leave her... but I really.. loved her..
Jess =D says:
Even as her good friend im not siding her.
Jess =D says:
Shes.. so eeew.. how could she do that with some random guy.. oh im so disgusted!
Kee LOVEs purpur says:
Please don’t tell anyone ok? I telling you coz I trust you.. and don’t give up on her as a friend…
>>
Purple King weaved conversation after conversation of lies, victimizing and subtly deifying himself and totally ruining his girlfriend’s name. He was enjoying it. His warped mind was wrenching pleasure from every moment, every word of console for him and condemn for her. He was feeling hot. It was as if he could hear the excitement gushing through his blood. The pores on his skins stubbornly refused to liberate his sweat. The agitation and anticipation was surging through him. He could hardly breathe as he awaited the climax -the moment she confronts him.
Would it be pleas, swears or tears?
Kee let out an awful fits of coughing. Blood splattered across the screen. His head slammed onto the keyboard. More blood gushed out of his mouth and nostrils, running through the tiny channels in between the keys. The screen flickered. His bloodshot eyes further dilated. It was a sanguinary sight.
<< Hot slut says:
Hello Dear!
Hot slut says:
Are you dead?
Kee LOVEs purpur says:
vvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv
Hot slut says:
You drugged my drink and f**k me like a dog
Hot slut says:
Its only fair I drugged yours with a little rat poison.
Hot slut says:
Love ya
>>
Kee was tired. His dropped his bag and headed into the kitchen. His cheeks sore from the constant grinning which he feels help sharpen his face making him look more attractive. His jaws numb. Non-stop witticism comes with a price. He pried open the rusty old fridge. Grabbed an opened can of Funky & Nitty and gulped down half of it. Ahh… the fizzy fluid caressed his throat… Such simple pleasures in life he wondered. He strolled towards his room. Reflections of his daily deeds cruised through his mind in a split second. Ruefulness almost overcame him.
But it did not.
The drink has rejuvenated him. He punched the turn-on button with his dainty fingers (that underwent manicure fitting only of queens and kings). That slyly charming grin was recovering upon his face. He could feel the tingly sense of anticipation and excitement creeping down his spine and fluttering with the soda beneath his belly. His eyes were fixated on the screen of his magenta dHell laptop. His mind was extracting all his trophy memories. All those mindless girls and pretty boys worshipping him; he loved the adulation. He was in control. He carefully picked -the pinkest. He serenaded them with his tenderness. He toyed with them. He influenced and manipulated their friends, turning them against them. He loved the dirty look on their faces when they confronted him, some begging for the return of their reputation, some cursing for his retribution, some crying for his love.
His fingers danced across the keyboard entering his lengthy password. The horns of the Kings sounded. Purple King is online! The exhilaration had spread down from his tummy to his lower body. He pulled out a minuscule plastic card from his phone and shoved it into the slit on the side of dHell. Unclothed bodies filled the screen. Kee was in glee. He toggled back and fore through the images reliving the moments when his slaves kneeled before him, satisfying his most intimate needs. The burning sensation within him had grown into a perverse conflagration consuming what’s left of his humanity. With a twitch of his fingers Purple King delivered his decree. Now the world gets to lay eyes on the condescending images of his victims. And technology- his most trusty advisor, enables him to go scot-free. They were his eyes that help him survey his subjects through the Goggle. They were his mouth that spreads the words. Kee engaged his Messenger and through it spread the plague; the rumor.
<<
Kee LOVEs purpur says:
Hey.. I feel so depressed…
Jess =D says:
Huh
Kee LOVEs purpur says:
Look at these… www.hotsluts.com.aa
Kee LOVEs purpur says:
I never knew she was such a… slut…
Jess =D says:
OH my god! What the f**k?!?!
Jess =D says:
Eeeew! I cant believe it! Wats wrong wif her.. never knew shes so.. loose
Kee LOVEs purpur says:
Neither did i.. I’m so disappointed in her
Kee LOVEs purpur says:
Could it be photoshop of something?!?!?!
Jess =D says:
I don’t believe too but they look too real
Jess =D says:
I.. feel so sorry for you
Kee LOVEs purpur says:
I guess I have no choice but to leave her... but I really.. loved her..
Jess =D says:
Even as her good friend im not siding her.
Jess =D says:
Shes.. so eeew.. how could she do that with some random guy.. oh im so disgusted!
Kee LOVEs purpur says:
Please don’t tell anyone ok? I telling you coz I trust you.. and don’t give up on her as a friend…
>>
Purple King weaved conversation after conversation of lies, victimizing and subtly deifying himself and totally ruining his girlfriend’s name. He was enjoying it. His warped mind was wrenching pleasure from every moment, every word of console for him and condemn for her. He was feeling hot. It was as if he could hear the excitement gushing through his blood. The pores on his skins stubbornly refused to liberate his sweat. The agitation and anticipation was surging through him. He could hardly breathe as he awaited the climax -the moment she confronts him.
Would it be pleas, swears or tears?
Kee let out an awful fits of coughing. Blood splattered across the screen. His head slammed onto the keyboard. More blood gushed out of his mouth and nostrils, running through the tiny channels in between the keys. The screen flickered. His bloodshot eyes further dilated. It was a sanguinary sight.
<< Hot slut says:
Hello Dear!
Hot slut says:
Are you dead?
Kee LOVEs purpur says:
vvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv
Hot slut says:
You drugged my drink and f**k me like a dog
Hot slut says:
Its only fair I drugged yours with a little rat poison.
Hot slut says:
Love ya
>>
Friday, November 21, 2008
Caveat Emptor
Dear reader,
Beware…
What you are about to experience is nothing less than a hair-raising ride for the rest of your entire lifetime on a roller coaster of tales that begins with a plunge into the abyss of eternal darkness.
This is never for the faint-hearted…
The twists of fate so sharp they will stop the thumping in your chest. The turns to hell so sudden like the blunt blade of a seasoned executioner tearing through your jugulars, sending your severed head into a never-ending descend. As it falls, you eyes will trace my words like a runaway carriage, so uncontrollably they leave their sockets. Be mesmerized, be excited, and be so damn afraid!
Yes, there will be those whose knees are too shaky to cross the planks and board my pirate ship. They disgust me, those pathetic suckers living all their years and surely more to come in vain. Come aboard for what lies ahead is horror, sick fun horror. It will scar your minds forever and your bodies only till the day it serves as the lairs of maggots.
So you’re afraid now? Why not bring along your friends?
Read this together, travel into my contoured maze of madness cuddling each other! I’m obliged to offer a plentiful of intriguing stories and plots. After all stories are just lies and I enjoy plotting your demise. I will make them betray you! Like how your six senses including the most common one deserted you. You curious little kitty, you’re so going to get killed. Fear not for after watching your best-friend-forever loses his head forever, your cold blood will desensitize your nerves for terror. You wouldn’t be afraid no more. It’s just like getting used to the stains and splatters of his imploded head on your sparkling new satin white shirt. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.
…
Too late! You failed to withhold your sadomasochistic self. You have embarked on this pain-inflicting journey to torture yourself by savoring the gruesome yet satisfying, nauseating yet tantalizing experiences of others’ demises. You are cursed! Much uncertainty lies ahead but there’re 2 things I know for sure… I’ll be having fun and you have just crossed the point of no return.
So I’ll leave you hanging from the cliffs of my caveat emptor for now. Till I see you again; hang on to your life!
Beware…
What you are about to experience is nothing less than a hair-raising ride for the rest of your entire lifetime on a roller coaster of tales that begins with a plunge into the abyss of eternal darkness.
This is never for the faint-hearted…
The twists of fate so sharp they will stop the thumping in your chest. The turns to hell so sudden like the blunt blade of a seasoned executioner tearing through your jugulars, sending your severed head into a never-ending descend. As it falls, you eyes will trace my words like a runaway carriage, so uncontrollably they leave their sockets. Be mesmerized, be excited, and be so damn afraid!
Yes, there will be those whose knees are too shaky to cross the planks and board my pirate ship. They disgust me, those pathetic suckers living all their years and surely more to come in vain. Come aboard for what lies ahead is horror, sick fun horror. It will scar your minds forever and your bodies only till the day it serves as the lairs of maggots.
So you’re afraid now? Why not bring along your friends?
Read this together, travel into my contoured maze of madness cuddling each other! I’m obliged to offer a plentiful of intriguing stories and plots. After all stories are just lies and I enjoy plotting your demise. I will make them betray you! Like how your six senses including the most common one deserted you. You curious little kitty, you’re so going to get killed. Fear not for after watching your best-friend-forever loses his head forever, your cold blood will desensitize your nerves for terror. You wouldn’t be afraid no more. It’s just like getting used to the stains and splatters of his imploded head on your sparkling new satin white shirt. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.
…
Too late! You failed to withhold your sadomasochistic self. You have embarked on this pain-inflicting journey to torture yourself by savoring the gruesome yet satisfying, nauseating yet tantalizing experiences of others’ demises. You are cursed! Much uncertainty lies ahead but there’re 2 things I know for sure… I’ll be having fun and you have just crossed the point of no return.
So I’ll leave you hanging from the cliffs of my caveat emptor for now. Till I see you again; hang on to your life!
Sunday, November 2, 2008
Al Evel is Nigh!
A bank of ominous black clouds shielded the blooded skies. Crimson red rays filtered through the filth, shrouding the warriors as they await the invasion.
Al Evel is Nigh!
The onslaught will begin at dawn! Rest well tonight my comrades for tomorrow we write into the halls of doom hunting nothing but honor, glory and victory!
The vanguards will arrive with the obnoxious killer in lead! The all-seeing Champion of wars and wisdom! Nothing escapes his teeth! His title strikes fear deep into the hearts of many. For he is none other than General Pae Purl! He commands the twin Knights, Kom Pole and Kom Pree with an iron fist! Be wary of Kom Pole’s Council of Twelve and Kom Pree’s sly and scheming henchmen Vol Cap and Aye Qil!
I wish you all the best of luck. No pressure… For there can only be victory!
_1 Day and all hell breaks loose
Al Evel is Nigh!
The onslaught will begin at dawn! Rest well tonight my comrades for tomorrow we write into the halls of doom hunting nothing but honor, glory and victory!
The vanguards will arrive with the obnoxious killer in lead! The all-seeing Champion of wars and wisdom! Nothing escapes his teeth! His title strikes fear deep into the hearts of many. For he is none other than General Pae Purl! He commands the twin Knights, Kom Pole and Kom Pree with an iron fist! Be wary of Kom Pole’s Council of Twelve and Kom Pree’s sly and scheming henchmen Vol Cap and Aye Qil!
I wish you all the best of luck. No pressure… For there can only be victory!
_1 Day and all hell breaks loose
Friday, October 31, 2008
Prologue- Taste of Akadamnit
The nameless
“Sire, Lady Riuorre’s Grand Ball awaits you…” the minion said in a humble tone. Her eyes met the ground as she bowed awkwardly. Her body remained in the arched position in an attempt to hide her anxiety.
The Daemon King remained indifferent. Both claws of his hinds clutched the throne’s arm tightly as his slithery body sank into the blood red cushions on the seat. His glance was fixated on a lofty spot on the ceiling. “Perhaps a full-force invasion of Aeious would suffice…” he mused out loud.
There was a moment of silence in the chamber, the minion still in her backbreaking position.
“Are you not gonna dissuade your lord from this treacherous act?” the devious king questioned with a malicious grin. His eyes were cold, sharp as a dagger. His face vile, ugly and distorted.
“Sire… your wrath ran swift and hard across the Eastern Land. But your benevolence spared the people from the beauteous land of Aeious. Sire… your courtship of the ravishing Ice Queen Raqeulla has…”
“Ahahahaha… you imbecile fools!”his dry bitter laughter tore through the placid air. The minion fell to her knees and crouched nearer to the ground as if hoping to melt into it. “ALLIANCE! …is all I sought, a friendship not slavery! Those wretched people fear me! For they despise me and I burn their lands in kind.”
Hatred built up in his eyes; the malicious grin that stretches from eye to eye subsided and there was only grimace on his face.
“I tried being subtle alright… I tried being nice. The chariots, the jesters, the beasts, the feasts, the slaves and dancers. Oh I get it… It’s because the Daemon King, Son of the devil, Apostle of Evil, Lucifer’s incarnate and Ruler of Hell tried to be nice. Therefore, he deserves such treatment!
…
All she cares about is that nameless betraying lying scum from the forsaken wasteland! I only wanted an ally… I never wanted to raze your oh beautiful Aeious! For all he does is hurt her soul and yet she stays true to him…”
His grin was no more. His face was expressionless; there was maybe even calmness and rue on the face of the almighty, feared and cursed Daemon King who is used to nothing but merciless senseless massacres. His eyes were melancholic.
“Such… humanly devotion… love… Sire…” the minion whispered.
A familiar smile returned- suspicious, sly, and insidious! That despicable and loathsome look resurfaced veiling all traces of angry and sorrow. His spiteful eyes shined…
“Perhaps I shall seek him out instead… The South Goats aren’t gonna protect him forever… And try the sickest torture ever! Slice off his lips and melt his tongue and cheeks by lava gargling. Carve out his eyeballs from their sockets with a red-hot spoon or skewer his eardrums with a burning stake.
…
Or perhaps tear out his beating heart from his chest and let it be frozen in the hands of the Ice Queen for eternity.”
Lady Riourre bid her lord goodnight. She rise and took her leave with tears in her eyes. She wondered if the Daemon King ever love, she doubted she’s the one.
“Sire, Lady Riuorre’s Grand Ball awaits you…” the minion said in a humble tone. Her eyes met the ground as she bowed awkwardly. Her body remained in the arched position in an attempt to hide her anxiety.
The Daemon King remained indifferent. Both claws of his hinds clutched the throne’s arm tightly as his slithery body sank into the blood red cushions on the seat. His glance was fixated on a lofty spot on the ceiling. “Perhaps a full-force invasion of Aeious would suffice…” he mused out loud.
There was a moment of silence in the chamber, the minion still in her backbreaking position.
“Are you not gonna dissuade your lord from this treacherous act?” the devious king questioned with a malicious grin. His eyes were cold, sharp as a dagger. His face vile, ugly and distorted.
“Sire… your wrath ran swift and hard across the Eastern Land. But your benevolence spared the people from the beauteous land of Aeious. Sire… your courtship of the ravishing Ice Queen Raqeulla has…”
“Ahahahaha… you imbecile fools!”his dry bitter laughter tore through the placid air. The minion fell to her knees and crouched nearer to the ground as if hoping to melt into it. “ALLIANCE! …is all I sought, a friendship not slavery! Those wretched people fear me! For they despise me and I burn their lands in kind.”
Hatred built up in his eyes; the malicious grin that stretches from eye to eye subsided and there was only grimace on his face.
“I tried being subtle alright… I tried being nice. The chariots, the jesters, the beasts, the feasts, the slaves and dancers. Oh I get it… It’s because the Daemon King, Son of the devil, Apostle of Evil, Lucifer’s incarnate and Ruler of Hell tried to be nice. Therefore, he deserves such treatment!
…
All she cares about is that nameless betraying lying scum from the forsaken wasteland! I only wanted an ally… I never wanted to raze your oh beautiful Aeious! For all he does is hurt her soul and yet she stays true to him…”
His grin was no more. His face was expressionless; there was maybe even calmness and rue on the face of the almighty, feared and cursed Daemon King who is used to nothing but merciless senseless massacres. His eyes were melancholic.
“Such… humanly devotion… love… Sire…” the minion whispered.
A familiar smile returned- suspicious, sly, and insidious! That despicable and loathsome look resurfaced veiling all traces of angry and sorrow. His spiteful eyes shined…
“Perhaps I shall seek him out instead… The South Goats aren’t gonna protect him forever… And try the sickest torture ever! Slice off his lips and melt his tongue and cheeks by lava gargling. Carve out his eyeballs from their sockets with a red-hot spoon or skewer his eardrums with a burning stake.
…
Or perhaps tear out his beating heart from his chest and let it be frozen in the hands of the Ice Queen for eternity.”
Lady Riourre bid her lord goodnight. She rise and took her leave with tears in her eyes. She wondered if the Daemon King ever love, she doubted she’s the one.
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