"Seize them at once" Said his army commander to the soldiers in the Coliseum. The crowd gripped, silent, and murmured.
"Back off. I said back off now!" Senator Dillon said after he pushed four soldiers down from the podium and had a knife on the army commander's throat.
"Sssh, you all maintain your seats, noble men of Gurliva. These men down there are your own"
"Traitor!" The crowd cheered
"Yes I made a mistake in the past, but I've changed now. Tell your men to back off"
"Back off and sheath your swords" The soldiers stepped back. But the Lord of the Regents was shivering now.
"What is wrong with him? You take a look." He gestures with his mouth.
"I said go take a look now"
"Isn't he dead yet?"
"No!" The Lord of the Regents stood up like nothing touched him. He removed the pike and arrows.
"Wow" The crowd exclaimed
"Bring him down."
The army commander immediately disarmed Dillon by breaking his arm.
"Silly old fool, you will suffer terribly for your treason"
Gittens gave arrows to Theodore but too late for them as the Lord of the Regents turned into a giant Hurg. He leapt into the Coliseum, held Theodore's arm, and cut it out with his claws. Slapped Gittens with his hand that sent him crashing against walls. He thrust his claws into Theodore's belly, and he gushed out blood from his mouth.
"No ooh" Gittens said as he ran towards Theodore who had his brown eyes closing as he smiled at him, but he was hit by a pike from the army commander. He fell down instantly and died, looking at Theodore who had his face towards his.
Since that bloody battle in the Coliseum, all the people have resorted to accepting their fate. Slowly the people accepted him as their king forgetting the demised old king, and his unholy doctrines consumed all of them. He introduced their noble youths to a perverse sex life.
"Three of you take off your clothes" He said to three handsome young men in his bedchamber.
"My lord..."
"Do as I ordered, idiots." The young men took off their clothes. He moved close, sniffed every one of them with his hand, constantly spanking their butts. The young men were still, their legs shaky, and thick sweats piloted from their heads to their feet. They had both hands clutched to their dick. He moved away and stood facing them.
"Take your rough hands down, fools. You should count yourselves lucky that I am in a good mood" With their body vibrating, they did.
"Very, good. Very good. You, a dwarf, have the biggest cock?" He chuckled
"Such a pity. You won't be needing it anymore." He took off his pants.
"Come here, imp" The dwarf walked to him unwillingly.
"Imp, you are fully aware, more than I do, that you are not a useful creature. But don't worry; what I am about to get you into would make your miserable existence useful" He said as he took off his shirt.
"As your lord, it's my duty to bring out the talents in my subjects. And for your kind, this is what you lizards are meant for. So go on, suck it, you worthless creature" He thrust his dick into the mouth of the dwarf. Held onto the dwarf's head and began pushing his massive cock into the dwarf's mouth aggressively, causing him to choke.
"Fools! Don't just stand there looking at those filthy feet of yours. Come here and make yourselves useful, lest I feed your horrible flesh to my hounds and grind your carcass till it becomes dust." The young hurried down to him as gentle, lustful sounds escaped from his mouth.
"Yes....yes, oh' oh', ah....yes, go on, stupid imp, go on...oh....ah... Suck it. Yes, you liked it, ah ....ohh yes, suck....suck...Suck it" He switched left and right aggressively kissing the lads, leaving their lips with sores, while tears dripped from the dwarf's eyes.
After four years, the young lads of defunct Gatlem became indoctrinated into his sexual lifestyle as a plague spread across lands. Gathem particularly accepted the gay practice as morally right with the majority of the population turned gay. At a time, no young lad between the ages of twenty and twenty-five years old fathered a child in Gatlem, the young lasses, starved of their counterpart's touch, started fondling themselves, and just like their male counterparts, ladies within that age bracket quickly became lesbians. That is how worst, the Lord of the Regents terribly infested the defunct city-state of Gurliva which is fast spreading to other regions, and the people have no hope of redemption. Worse, a few days ago, after many years of waiting, a revelation on the Nexus has been seen by the horrible Night Elves, the Ancients. The Nexus is the purest of hearts, as chosen by the invisible forces of Xertos realm to be reborn as a god of Realms who would possess unimaginable superpowers and unmatched authorities. So clear the Ancients said to Arle Craig; -
"Aaah, Sssh! We see it...
Wandering little feet (they chuckled)
A dwarf with fishing poles
Lust in the Labyrinth
Of the invisible forces
Considered for his pure heart
To bear the ancient tongues
And sing the Ode of Immortality
Bringing forth
Eternity to a mortal man
But (one picked his nose).
But the dwarven boy is a slate.
"You know this to be true?" Arle Craig asked
"Oh' Arle, Arle..." they chuckled
"We swear it" (one scratched his armpit)
"His eyes are green"
And several dreams he had
They... The Rayhem
From the Xertos realm
Come to the human realm
The immortal soldiers, Rayhem
Yes...they come to him
For what is far beyond flames and feelings
And he runs, yes, he runs
They come (they show their black teeth)
For what is far beyond flames and feelings
An adventure that would swallow him"
"A dwarven fish boy?" Arle Craig asked the Ancients
"Yes, a malleable and easy one, Arle" Replied the Ancients as they laughed into darkness