To be a king

"May these words travel past my last breath, knowledge of my legacy came to me, to share the same light that made me king, through power, and faith in being. What is a king to man propelled above the clouds? Another man seeking retribution. My truth to you...

One king's demise is another man's rise. I wrote this story, after victory. At the top, they want to see you burn, constantly waiting for one bad turn. Right I went, sent from ages of patience spent. Feeding those who don't love me just to fulfill their own given prophecy they used to abuse my power. I fell for that trap, yet still returned here without a map. Perseverance as my mentor, ambition as my guide. Truth is, I've been sent here to die, but not without an inspirational goodbye.

Mind these words for they portray the key to between the lines, look here see. The battle of egos, two wills with one way bound by eternity at their own dismay. They'll risk it all to see the other fall from the grace they built, hiding their guilt. Leaving behind only tales of glory, trying to hide their own insecurity.

Peace is what I'll bring you, a balance of what was, and what will bring a way of life to see the direction. Vision of a truth infection. A wise tale, old as time itself, I know because he told me himself."


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