1 Month Later

Gawd, I am one lazy bastard.

I haven't been feeling much inspiration for writing anything lately. A couple weeks ago I had starting writing the next chapter of King Ranter's story (which I need to think of a real title for) but I wasn't feeling it. I kept doubling back to make edits, and I got about halfway through before I had to stop. Looking at it now, it's absolutely fucking awful, and I need to rewrite it if I plan to continue. The flashback chapter is definitely dragging on too long for me and I wish I could wrap it up, so I might actually cut out the fight scene there and see if I could possibly start writing whatever the fuck I want. There's a LOT of stuff that I've come up with recently that I'd like to write about, but I've not really felt like getting on with the story as is.

I wasn't initially going to release this information directly on the blog, but I don't think anything's going to get done about it anyways. I want to start a webcomic around some of the characters in King Ranter's story. I wouldn't plan to compete with other official webcomics out there, and this would sort of just be an addition to the blog. I would still have chapters of the story and rants here and there, stuff like that, but I think a webcomic would be fun. Here's the problem.

I can't draw worth shit.

If I wanted to start a webcomic, I would need (NEED) a fucking artist. I have concept art for the characters I want incorporated, but it's not really concept art as much as it is stick figure versions of the characters with hair and a general clothes design. None of it is drawn well, and I wouldn't mind so much if I could actually draw those characters out into different positions with ease. If I could, I wouldn't need an artist. But I can't, so I do. I am opening this job to anyone. As long as you can computer draw and as long as you are reliable enough to draw shit up for me when I need it (and it won't be daily or anything, or even scheduled,) then you've got the job. It wouldn't be a paying job, mind you, but maybe you'll find it fun, too. Seriously, a long as you can sort of draw, even if you're not that good, you could probably pull it off better than me. I wouldn't be able to make myself do it without it looking really good as far as stick figures go, and it would take me a VERY LONG TIME to do that. And I don't have lots of time.

Don't expect posts too soon or anything. This is just so my readers know the place isn't closed down, it's just bored. Not that there are many readers or anything.

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PS. The blog's got a new look that I designed. Hope you like it.

Last Day of Classes

Today was the last (full) day of classes at my high school. I graduated, so tomorrow there's a half day and then I have an English exam. Then I leave the school and never return. Today, to celebrate, I took my friends (most of them) to KFC. It was me, Josh, Victor, Ryan, Bleskie and Chris. This is a story of ungodly win, so I'm not being careful to avoid names this time.

We all walked down at lunch to KFC for the Thursday special (10 pieces of chicken and a medium fry for $12. Awesome.) I asked if anyone wanted a drink. Bleskie wanted a diet pepsi and no one else really needed anything except for Chris, who opted out of making me pay for his food and bought his own food but managed to give me 75 cents somehow. Also Ryan had gave me $4, but I gave him back 1 because I didn't think he needed to pay 1/3 of the whole meal price since there were 6 of us. Anyway, I bought the chicken and the drinks, and wit the taxes for all of that it didn't even add up to $20 so I was happy. Then I get the food and I sit down with my comrades. During the meal, I ate 3, Ryan ate 3, Bleskie ate 3, and Josh ate 1. Chris ate his own food, and Victor said he wasn't a "fried guy" or something like that. I wouldn't want to be fried either, so I don't blame him, but I still don't know why he didn't want the chicken. Oh well.

Then these 4 douchebags are sitting at a nearby table, apparently at some point one of them threw a bottlecap, but I didn't see it otherwise I probably would have told them off myself. But instead, the following took place: One of those guys goes up to Josh, who is talking to Victor about Magic the Gathering and looking through his deck I guess, and this guy goes right up in Josh's face and says "What game are you playin'?"

So Josh doesn't say anything, but he just sort of laughs, grabs his chicken bone and tries to shove it in the guy's face. This guy backs off, think's it's kinda funny, and somehow this translated to Bleskie standing up and starting a rant at them. Ryan seemed to be getting nervous, to me, anyway, and he was telling Bleskie to "cool it" and "calm down" and "leave it be" etc. I told Ryan to stop whining because there were 6 of us and 4 of them, we were all bigger (and smarter) than them, and me and Ryan had karate experience (and that also Victor is Asian). Somehow, they ragefit and leave the restaurant (if they got kicked out, I was probably talking to Ryan during.) Then Bleskie calls out to them and re-earned my respect for him several times over in one sentence.

"My family owns a stable, give us a call if you ever want to go on a date!"

It was more win than I ever experienced. That line could not have been executed more perfectly, and then Chris took it upon himself to try to come up with something better than what Bleskie said, but he could not. On our way back to the school, Bleskie told every one that if they saw those douches (as he described them) to call them gigantic faggots. It was pretty awesome.

Apparently, one of those guys was in Ryan's drama class. He apologized to Ryan for his idiot friend. Everything was so perfect. Just like the rest of my day, which ended with Dairy Queen.

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King Ranter: Chapter 2-7 - Lawful Treason

Chrono burst into Zinc's lab triumphantly, "I'm King, bitches!" he cried out. Zinc was sitting in his lab patiently waiting for him. He chuckled.

"Of course you are," Zinc said, "Not that it'll matter for long."

"Naw, but at least that phase is over," replied Chrono.

"Ready to tear down the Kingdom of Gyronia?" Zinc prompted.

"Damn right, I am. Let's recap the plan and then I'll head out."

"Alright, then, here's the deal," Zinc began, "To tear down the Kingdom, we have to eliminate the King, who is now you. If you are killed, the killer will become King, but you can only be killed by intentional means, no disease or natural occurrence can kill you. Until you are slain, you are immortal. However, if we can split you back up into Ranter and Thomas, there will be no actual King, neither of you will be immortal, and if even just one of you dies by any means, Barcus will let the castle drop into the planet and it will be destroyed. No one will be able to take it's throne, no one will be King, and there will be no more tyranny. Got it?"

"Got it," Chrono said, "But I do need to know how I was doing that. What have you got for me?"

"It's pretty straight forward, you just have to break open your Diamond Key."

"Diamond Key? First I've heard of this, tell me more."

"Your Diamond Key is just a diamond, but it normally takes on a spiritual form. You can call it with summoning magic, you should be able to pull that off no problem, and then all you have to do is release power out of it like you would out of yourself. Before you get any stray ideas, you will never be able push out enough energy to break it willy-nilly."

"Can't I just turn off my power inhibitor?" asked Chrono.

"You're going to have to, but that won't be enough. You're going to have to get real pissed off."

"Oh, you mean because I can accelerate energy more efficiently when I've got rage, right?"

"Yeah, you got it, you know yourself just as well as I do. You're going to have to accelerate one hell of an energy load to break that key, so you can't do it content. The problem is, we won't necessarily find something to piss you off so easily."

"Something will come up. I'll just start looking for some more freelance shit to do until something pisses me off. Maybe I'll just go adventuring, even."

"Sounds like a good idea to me," said Zinc, "By the way, did you remember to turn your inhibitor back down?" asked Zinc.

"No, good call, I'll do that now." Chrono looked at his watch and checked his power inhibitor. He stopped in awe, staring at the numbers that he saw.

"Something the matter?" Zinc asked, concerned.

"I dunno, uhh..." Chrono stuttered. Zinc walked over to see what the problem was. He looked at Chrono's watch which read '20%.'

"No, you changed it back," reassured Zinc.

"No I didn't... Zinc, I didn't change it in the first place. I fought the King at 20% power."

Just as bad as I thought

I'm graduating today. Pretty sweet, eh? Yeah, it is. Winning two awards: Science and alumni. The alumni award is basically for being a good student. Look it up if you need to. Just as well, prom is next Friday. I've got two tickets, and I've got no date, and I think I've got someone expecting me to sell them my ticket, which is probably going to happen. But yeah, I've got no date, big damn surprise.

I've also got school work to worry about. Last couple of weeks and I've got to get some shit done for Tech, Computer science, and (not so much) English. Basically, my three classes. My computer recently crashed on me, and I had to reformat it. Luckily, I didn't lose that much that was important. But, whatever, I have a bit to complain about, and I think I might just kinda slump around till I lighten my load a little.

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King Ranter: Chapter 2-6 - The End of a Glorious Battle

Chrono woke up in a daze. He shook his head and looked down at the staff that had penetrated his torso only moments ago. He grasped it and tugged it, but it was stuck behind him. The staff had stuck into the wall and pinned Chrono. He grasped it with both hands, planted his feet on the floor, and pushed himself up, pulling the staff out of the wall. He took a minute to breath, and then he pulled the staff straight out of himself. There was not a drop of blood on the staff, and he had not bled a drop. In fact, his shirt was still in fine condition. He forgot about his super armor that Zinc designed.

He remembered where he was. He looked ahead and saw the struggling King crawling out of the crater he created in his collision. He looked pretty intact as well. 'He must have similar armor,' thought Chrono. "Hey, Fuckface!" he roared, "I'm still standing! What are you gonna do without your staff?"

The King looked up at Chrono with a look of absolute terror. Chrono glared at him, and started walking towards him. He snapped the staff in half in his two hands and tossed the pieces off to the side, and cracked his knuckles. The King stammered to his feet and grabbed for his staff that he didn't have. Chrono closed in on the King and grabbed him by the neck through his beard and lifted him up above the ground. He was shorter than he seemed. Chrono started crushing his neck. "Any last words, you son of a bitch?" asked Chrono sarcastically. The King choked.

Chrono swung the King over his head and smashed him into the ground behind him, cracking the coloured stone panels in the ground. Chrono leaped straight up, cranked his arm back, and came down with his fist straight into the King's gut, causing him to grunt loudly in pain. Chrono grabbed him by the shoulder and threw him at the distant wall. While the King was flying through the room, Chrono shot in his direction and axe-kicked the King in the back, changing his momentum to straight down with a face-plant, leaving yet another crater in the ground. Chrono landed valiantly next to the King, and faced him. Looking forward, he saw the throne straight across from him. Then he looked back down at the King and rolled him over with his foot. "Wake up, you coward," he said, "You don't have a weapon. It looks like I'm going to have to murder you with my bare hands." He waited to see what the King would do, but he lied there motionless, presumably pretending to be dead. "Except I can't," continued Chrono, "Because your armor is protecting you as mine is protecting me, so I'll have to do things a little differently than I had planned." He picked the King up by his cloak and put him on his feet. The King looked back at Chrono, still silent, and still terrified. "King of Gyronia," said Chrono, "This is the end of you. You have chosen to say nothing when I offered, and you will never say another word again. I would like to compliment you on your powerful techniques, but your choice of keeping peace on the battlefield has not aided you well, and that was your downfall. I will no longer allow Gyronia to be ruled by one man, and to do that, I must kill you here and now. You have done your job well."

With that, Chrono landed a powerful uppercut to the jaw of the King, lifting up high into the air. Chrono jumped up and met him in the air, brought his hand back in a claw and penetrated the King's chest. Chrono forced a current to flow through his arm, and the King began to get electrocuted while Chrono held him up in midair. After a few moments, Chrono ripped his hand out of the King's chest, leaving no blood behind because of his armor, and he started punching him in the chest repeatedly, back and forth with his two fists and incredible velocities while maintaining the King's position. The room around them started to grow dark again, and Chrono put his arms into an X-block, quickly charged up a large amount of energy inside the King's body, and released his arms, causing the energy to emit in every direction. The King's body exploded, his perfect armor destroyed along with it, and the King's remains splattered all over the walls of the throne room. Chrono floated in place for a moment before dropping down to his feet. He glared around the room. The splattered flesh and blood of the King, as well as his destroyed cloak started glowing brightly. They started spiraling around the room like a hurricane, but Chrono didn't flinch. He waited for them to slow, and they collected in the center of the room right in front of him. With one last flash of light, the cloak appeared before him, floating in the air. There was no one in it.

Chrono grabbed the cloak by the collar and it went limp, no longer floating. He sent it to hammer space and took a step into the center of the room and looked around. He telepathically carried the pieces of broken stone and repaired the throne room. No one could have known a battle took place here. Chrono crossed his arms and sighed. He chuckled a bit.

"King Chrono Blackfire. I like the sound of that."

King Ranter: Chapter 2-5 - A Fight for Glory

Chrono dashed forward and brought his sword down at the King, who raised his staff horizontally and blocked the strike. Chrono pushed against his staff while the King did nothing but hold him back. Chrono jumped back and returned with a backwards spinning strike, which was also blocked by the King. The King was successfully blocking all of Chrono's sword strikes, from the repetitive slashes back and forth that lead to a leaping overhead strike straight down, which the King was able to hold Chrono up above the ground with his block, to the many stabs and thrusts that the King managed to block with perfect precision by holding his staff in front of where the sword would stab. Chrono couldn't make any strategic attacks while the King was standing so close to his throne; the footing would be too uncomfortable and close to the wall for a decisive strike. Chrono jumped back and waited for the King to do something, as he hasn't done anything yet other than block.

"What the fuck are you doing?" cried Chrono, "Fight me, you bastard!"

"I don't want to fight," replied the King calmly, "You can fight if you must, but I will not."

"Fuck you," Chrono roared. He placed his sword on his back, where it remained as if sheathed, and cupped his hands near each other next to him. A bright white orb of light energy formed in his hands immediately, and he thrusted his arms forward, hands still cupped, releasing the energy in a beam aimed directly at the King's head. The King swiftly moved his staff in front of him, stopping the beam with the head of the staff. Chrono took the sword off his back and darted towards the King with a quick thrust, which he sidestepped easily to the right, and Chrono immediately spun around to his own right to slash the King on the way around. The King blocked the attack again and spun the staff around to strike Chrono to the head. Chrono slipped forward from his feet to dodge the attack and landed on his free hand, and he pushed himself straight up and spun around quickly, swinging his sword around at the King, who kept spinning his staff and held up up side down to block the many strikes. Chrono then flipped right side up in midair and swung his blade parallel to the King's staff at his head, but the King stepped back and narrowly dodged the tip of the blade, which ruffled the King's giant mustache. The King then jabbed the bottom end of his staff at Chrono as he landed, and Chrono deflected the staff downward with his free hand and held it on the ground for a moment, which was ample time to get off his feet again while balancing on his one hand which was now holding down the staff so he could roundhouse kick the King to the back of the head. The King, still holding onto the staff, wasn't able to dodge the kick without letting go, and he received the kick in full force to the side of the head, sending him flying into the nearby stone wall, crashing into it and landing on the ground.

Chrono stepped down onto his feet, still holding the staff in one hand and his sword in the other. The King pushed himself onto his feet painfully, but recollected himself quickly. Chrono tossed the King his staff and walked to the other side of the room backwards, as not to turn his back on his opponent. He readied himself in a low stance with his legs double-shoulder width apart, his right hand over his head holding his sword, which was pointed at the King, and his other arm extended forward, his hand open, ready to block any sneaky attacks. The King walked to the side of the room opposite Chrono and readied himself in the same feeble looking stance he had before.

They both darted at each other, swinging their weapons across at each other and clashing in the middle of the room. Chrono lifted his left leg and kicked the King square in the chest through his beard, and the King stumbled back and Chrono quickly swing his blade up at him, slashing the King in the ribs before he could collect himself again. Chrono took advantage of the King's injury and quickly barrel rolled around him and slashed him straight up his back, lifting him off the ground somewhat, which lead into Chrono levitating in the air and slashing and kicking the King in the back repetitively in the back while holding him floating in such a position with minor telepathy, and eventually breaking it with a double axe kick to both of his shoulders, causing the King to slam on his back on the ground, and Chrono brought his sword straight down, penetrating the King in the chest with the long blade. For good measure, Chrono twisted the blade ninety degrees quickly and forcefully, then pulled it out, and walked around his body to his feet and stood looking at his limp form lying on the ground.

Chrono almost felt proud of himself. It was an easier fight than he had imagined. He watched the corpse of the King lie on the ground, staff lying in his hand, his arms and legs outstretched and limp, like he fell into the snow to make a snow angel. Chrono sent his sword into hammerspace, causing it to turn into a bright light and disappear. He brought his right hand up and flicked his nose with his thumb, and then crossed his arms. He chuckled a bit, tapped his toes against the ground behind him, placed both feet firmly on the ground, and said, "Come on, you dumb shit, get up. I don't care if you don't want to fight, you don't have to be a big fucking baby about it."

At that moment, the King grasped the staff in his hand and sat up, completely unscathed. He helped himself up with his staff, and stood up with his staff at his side. "Why do you insist on fighting to the death?" he said sounding very concerned, "You win. You can be King."

"I know just as well as you that it doesn't work that way, old man," Chrono snarled, "We're doing this the right way, or I will murder you with my bare hands."

"I'm sick and tired of this," the King said wearily, "I don't want to kill anymore."

"I know you don't," said Chrono, "I get that. But you aren't going to, I guarantee it."

Chrono burst forward, thrusting his fist forward at the King's head. The King sidestepped and quickly smashed Chrono in the back with his staff, sending him into a face plant on the ground. Just as quickly as he went down, he pushed himself up towards the King with his arms, forcing both his legs at him. The King sidestepped that as well, and Chrono landed on his feet at the other side of the room. Chrono slid forward quickly with a roundhouse kick, which the King blocked with his staff, and Chrono started a flurry of kicks and punches, that the King blocked or sidestepped successfully without a single counterattack. Chrono stopped, still not understanding why the King was only defending himself and not retaliating at all. He knew he wouldn't get an answer, so he stood up straight, and called his sword back into his hand. He brought it over his head and then down at shoulder height, pointing it at the King, "I've had enough of this bullshit," he said. His sword glowed with a strange black aura that looked like it was sucking in light. He swung it back to his side, arm outstretched, and he darted towards the King with his sword again. Before the King got a chance to do anything, Chrono disappeared the room started to turn very dark, and he reappeared behind the King, and slashed him again in the back, then appeared suddenly across the room from beside the King, and he dashed in and slashed him in the side. Chrono kept warping around the room and advancing into the King and attacking and very high speeds, and very often, fast enough to make one think there were multiple instances of Chrono attacking at once. The King wasn't able to block any of these high speed strikes, and started paining quickly. While he was barely able to maintain a stance while being attacked, the head of his staff started glowing bright purple and the room exploded with the purple light. Chrono flew back against the back wall, and streams of purple steam-like light were coming out of the ground around the King. The colour of the room returned, but it still remained purple around the King, who had now returned to his stance with his staff held upright, still glowing.

"I've had enough of this bullshit myself," said the King angrily, and a blast of purple light energy burst out of the staff in a huge wave towards Chrono. Just barely able to react in time, Chrono pushed himself off the ground and darted out of the way of the tremendous wave, narrowly avoiding it's colossal power as it destroyed a large portion of the wall that was behind him. "This one won't miss," said the King viciously, as he readied another blast. Chrono tried to run around and behind the King, but he slammed straight into a wall of the King's magic energy. He looked around, seeing that he was cornered between the two walls of energy, and the King was still readying an attack. Chrono hesitated, took a step back nervously and put his arms up in an X-block in front of himself. The King forced a nearly instantaneous beam out at Chrono, who acted quickly. A green sphere of energy spawned around him, pushing through the walls of energy and shattering them like glass, and the beam of energy crashed into the sphere head on, stopping it in it's tracks. The King was still pushing out energy, but Chrono maintained his sphere shield and concentrated all of it's energy towards the point that the King's blast was trying to penetrate. He uncrossed his arms, and started collecting a swirling black and orange ball of energy in his hands while still maintaining his shield. The King was still pushing more and more energy out, making the concentrated energy pushing against Chrono's shield stronger and stronger exponentially, but Chrono was ready for it. Chrono dissipated his shield and blasted his own beam of energy forward, which collided perfectly against the King's already built up energy. There was a large shock wave from the collision, which shook the room violently and caused some pieces of the floor to break and some pieces of the ceiling to fall down around them. The two beams were pushing against each other forcefully, each one getting more and more powerful by the second, and neither barely moving between them. They pushed for several minutes, neither of them tiring out from all the energy they were consuming, and occasionally causing the room to shake again. But soon, Chrono grew impatient. He grunted angrily, pulled his arms back slightly while still pushing energy forward, the let out a roar and he pushed an even greater amount of energy into his beam, causing another violent shock wave. Now, his energy beam was started to approach the King, who started trying to push his own bursts of energy forward. Sadly for him, It only sped up Chrono's energy blast approaching the King's staff. As it neared closer and closer, Chrono could see in the King's eyes that he was terrified of his power. In the last moment of the clash, the King raised his staff pointing the bottom of the staff at Chrono while the energy beam began to enter the head of the staff, and as it did, the head violently exploded with pure energy, pushing everything around it away. The King flew back and smashed into the the wall behind him breaking it into a cave around him, and the staff itself broke from the head and flew towards Chrono. Chrono saw the pointed end of the staff careening towards him, and he stopped his energy beam flow to get out of the way, but he wasn't able to do it fast enough at the speed the staff was moving, and it penetrated Chrono's chest.

King Ranter: Chapter 2-4 - Storming the Castle

Chrono ran forward and put his fist through the head of a humanoid lizard - a lizard warrior, dressed in chest and shoulder plates and equipped with a shield and sword. There were two others in the entrance of the castle that saw this, and were almost too stunned to move. Chrono ripped his fist back out of the monster's head and it's body fell to the ground. Chrono quickly flashed over to one of the other lizards, gripped it's jaw and it's snout and ripped the bottom of his jaw out, swung his leg around and stomped on the back of the lizard's neck and ripped it's head off, and then whipped the bottom jaw at the other lizard, penetrating both the armor and his chest, killing him instantly. Chrono stepped into the middle of the room and looked at the bodies of the three warriors he disassembled so quickly. 'I hope this doesn't say anything about the King,' he thought.

Chrono stepped through another door, leading into an empty room. It was very, very tall, probably a magic-induced tower. Chrono took a few steps into the room while looking up at the blackness above. The room was so high that he couldn't see the end above. What he did see was a huge dragon plummeting down the tower. Chrono jumped back and the beast crashed onto the ground on it's feet and roared mightily at Chrono. It was brown with a plate on it's head that had many protruding horns. It stood on four legs, fairly low to the ground, but was still incredibly large compared to Chrono, who was probably the size of one of it's teeth. The dragon snarled at him, lowering it's huge wings. It took up almost the entirety of the diameter of the room, forcing it to curl it around next to it.

Chrono leaped at the dragon, who snapped at Chrono, but Chrono was far too quick. He jumped off it's nose and onto the back of it's neck behind it's plate. He grabbed onto some of the horns and broke them off, causing the dragon to roar in pain. Chrono jumped over the plate and stabbed the horns into it's eyes, and as quickly as the beast could react to the pain, Chrono stomped down on the broken end of one of the horns pushing it into it's skull, killing it mid-roar. Chrono looked around for another door, but there was only the one. He walked over to a wall, tapped it with his fist a few times, and he began running up the wall. The walls themselves were not very smooth, so he was able to make good footing while running straight up. Eventually, he found the top, which had a trap door that he smashed through without bothering to look for how to open it.

In the next room, there were four more lizard warriors, all with swords drawn. The room was perfectly round, so Chrono darted to one of the walls and started running around the perimeter of the room. The four lizard warriors turned around and stood back to back with each other to avoid being attacked from behind, and Chrono started running up the wall while still circling the perimeter. Quickly, he leaped off the wall and stopped in midair above the four warriors and immediately darted straight down in between the four forcing them apart slightly. There was a flash of light and a long, black sword appeared in Chrono's right hand which had pulled back across his chest, and he spun around while swinging the blade, cutting all four monsters in half below their rib cages. He had killed three of them, but one of them was struggling to survive. Chrono looked around the room and saw two doors, and he picked one instinctively and walked through it, leaving the barely alive warrior to bleed to death.

There was nothing in the next room, and it wasn't very tall. Chrono expected a trap to be in the floors or the walls, so he stomped hard on the floor and listened to the room shake, but he didn't hear anything in the walls. There were two more doors at the end of the rectangular room that were right next to each other. He opened the right room, and all he saw was a dead man hanging from a rope tied around his ankles, his hands about a foot from the floor. All of his flesh was torn away from his head to the center of his rib cage, and most of the flesh above that was rotting. The exposed bones looked like they were scratched up somewhat, but not broken. Chrono did not flinch at the sight of this, but only thought of the failures before him who came to the castle unprepared and unaware of what they were getting into. Chrono was different. Chrono had nothing to fear.

He closed the door, and opened the other one. This was the room he was looking for. He stepped into a very large, perfectly square room with ancient looking designs on the walls and on the floor, mostly made up of green and yellowish brown colours. At the other side of the room was a man who Chrono could barely take seriously at all. Sitting in a somewhat tall throne the same colours of the room was a very wide and short man which an incredibly large, white beard that managed to spread nearly as wide as his entire body, but still come to a point near his feet. He had a massive mutache to match, which spanned to almost twice the width of his body and was probably as thick as his head was tall. But he couldn't tell for sure, because his face was almost completely covered by his beard, mustache and hat. His had was massive, and was almost spherical sitting on his head. That and his robes, or at least what you could see of them, had a colour pattern of purple and gold - the colours of royalty. He had a gold staff as well that he held upright at the throne that had a purple orb on the top that was held in place by gold bars that wrapped around it. It didn't seem like it was detachable or anything. Chrono stepped into the room and pointed his sword at him.

"You the King?" Chrono demanded.

"You are quite the fighter, sir," said the King, "I am the King, but I am not looking for a fight that will leave another dead."

"That isn't up to you," Chrono said, "It's up to me: the next King of Gyronia!"

The King chuckled behind his beard, "What is your name, sonny? Why are you here to fight me? Have I not ruled well?"

"My name is Chrono Blackfire, and I don't give a damn about how you rule. I don't live in the society you rule in, but I'm taking over from here, old man!" The King didn't respond to that, "I know that you'll be a tough opponent," Chrono continued, "I didn't come here willy nilly, ready to fight any fight for any reason. If you won't draw your weapon, then I can put mine away and kill you with my bare hands right now."

"If that's how you want to do it, then," the King sighed. He lurched forward and stood up and gripped is staff tightly in both hands, "I'll let you make the first move, then."

"It's all the same to me," Chrono growled. He swung his sword over his head and and prepared himself for the hardest battle he's faced yet.