God, Man & King

[Khaos King]

Chapter: 1

I have not been here in ages today is the celebration of my edict no man, woman or child shall ever be killed so long as i live and walk these streets. The people of this City celebrate wearing costumes, drinking, and dancing in the streets for the assurance of life. No one recognizes me this night as i walk through the dark streets in my gold armor.

The world will one day see this city as the stuff of myth and legend many will claim that such a city could not exist in this part of the world nor be the equal to Ancient Rome, Venice or England, this City of the Gods.

I hear the footsteps of small children on stone pavement as they approach chasing one another laughing and smiling wearing masks made of jade and shells.. Although many are happy this day i know it will not last. I sense the turmoil that the future will bring and the dark forces that conspire on this land.

The children tuck on my clothing as they stop to stare at me in awe and asking various questions..

Children: whoah, nice costume! you must be rich! do you have any candy for us?!
what's your name, mister?! is that real gold?!

I smile at them as they ask various questions while i pull out harden chocolate from my skin pouch and hand them a Gourd full of chocolate milk water for them to share.
still they persist with the questions forcing me to answer them, even in disguise in the dark, i stand out among the city. I will always be noticed by the select few who have the eyes to see.

I answer them: "My name is Nehautl." (translation: I or Me)

while answering them i hand them my gifts while they continue to palm my armor and check my pockets.

"you are to share these gifts among each other..."

One of the children eyes me suspiciously questioning the answer to my name.

Child: "what kinda name is Nehuatl?"

"It is who i am, go now play, and be happy."

i watch the children run off smiling laughing as they eat the chocolate and pass the Gourd among each other. As i continue to walk i see a shadowy figure walk out of the alley as the children run past. The figure seems to melt and blend with the shadows as if it were alive, He approaches as a waft of smoke is blown from him by the wind a bright ember can be seen from his lit tobacco roll.

he speaks to me in a disingenuous manner as if to mock me: "Hello "Brother"....... smiling at me as he says it, staring at me with contempt.

I look at him and meet his gaze as i answer back...

"why are you here?"

He smiles at the question and answers as he puffs out the tobacco smoke.

" I came to celebrate, to invite you to a temple celebration where you are the guest of honor for all you have done."

I answer him: "you would be the last i would think would celebrate such an occasion, what do you have planned?"

cautious i go with him simply to keep an eye on him and to make sure he is not up to anything. I am these peoples protector and i will keep them safe even from one who would call himself my "brother."

he deviously smiles as he leads me to his temple as we walk the city streets. Many of the people instinctively move aside as they see us approach. The street performers beat their drums the closer we get to our destination while the flute players accompany the rhythm others dance to the music being played. As we reach our destination we walk up the stairs only to be greeted by his servants and a feast awaiting us.

"Come brother sit and enjoy the festivities."

he outstretches his hand to a blush cushion area where i can sit and soon after claps his hands to signal the entertainment. Beautiful women dancers wearing mask and very little else arrive from the back of the temple as they seductively dance to the beat of drums, flutes and bells. They smile at me not knowing who i truly am. The smoke fragrance in the temple seems to do something to my senses as a euphoric feeling seems to overwhelm me. I know such a thing is not possible to one such as I, perhaps it is simply the music and entertainment which indulges my senses.

My Host sits besides me to speak to me.

So how do you like it so far, can i offer you a drink? afterall the entertainment is just starting their is more to come.

He offers me a gold cup the liquid inside it smoking or so it seems the vapors in the temple seem to block my senses making it hard for one such as i to see, whether he did it deliberately or not i do not know. I kindly refuse the cup to be on the safe side.

"No, Brother, i do not wish to imbibe."

Hours seem to go by inside this temple perhaps even days but only minutes to the outside world as we continue to celebrate. Already i have forgotten my suspicions as we feast on the food that the priest and women servants bring to us. We talk of ancient battles we both shared reminiscing on the good times we once had when we were trusting friends with no animosity.

A new group of dancers appear for our entertainment not women but warrior men who reenact ancient battles and stories through dance, costume and music. I watch them dance and become captivated to the rhythm, memories flood my mind of ancient battles as it is played out in dance. These Warrior Men chant an ancient language that is forever lost to mankind not aware of it's true meaning and true power of it's words and the magic contained within it.

The Women Dancers take their seat beside us to hoping to enjoy the male dancers. One of the Women sits on my lap as she curiously gropes my armor and attempts to remove my helm. I do not allow it as i slowly move her hand away, My Host looks over at us and smiles.... She kisses me and offers me a drink which she drinks before passing it to me. I smile and take the cup as i drink it, the taste having an odd taste of spicey herbs and fermentation. She once again kisses me while another messages my back attempting to remove my chest piece armor.

They whisper in my ear telling me to relax as they remove my helm and place a blindfold over my eyes. i know i should be fighting this but somehow i seem to have lost the will to act... I sense another Woman being brought out as i am told not to speak but simply to enjoy the experience as she is placed on my lap... The Sense of Euphoria has overwhelmed me as i have finally lost control, something is definitely wrong. I have been drugged, enchanted! my body has betrayed me for the most pedestrian of emotions of sexual pleasure........

[Khaos King]

As the euphoria subsides having reach its climax i regain my senses and i am once again myself. I immediately push the woman on my lap off me as she crashes on the floor most likely in shock. I remove my blindfold as i stand to confront he who would call himself my "brother".

you did this?! you dare trick me?!

He smiles as he stands to face me his servants and priest run from the temple in fear of my indignation. He answers back to me in a proud tone.

"Why not, is it not my nature?!........ tell me are you not curious who that is?"

He points to the woman on the floor, her face obscured with a mask and her eyes bound shut behind the mask, she too another victim of this beings ambition and hate toward me no doubt.

" afterall it was my gift to you for your decree, a thank you for denying me my tributes and what is mine! "

I hesitantly look at the woman as she removes her mask and blindfold and i am shock to see the face and garbs she wears. She is not simply a woman but a one of my priestess and worse i know her she is a goddess a member of my lineage, The Goddess of the Moon... the horror of the realization forces shame upon us both for what we had done...

I invited her to our little party of course i promised her a good time took a little help from your priest to convince her of course.

He smiles at what he has wrath corrupting my divine nature, already i feel the corruption spreading through my body his trickery robbing me of my power.... Angry i rush at him as i attempt to strangle him only for my strength to fail me as he grips my wrist and outstretches my arms as he smiles at my new found weakness.

" My followers would never betray me! "

He answers me as he squeezes my wrist enjoying the pain he inflicts upon me. A strange sensation i had not felt in years.

No, your followers would never betray you but, your priest are a different matter.
Do you think they would give up all their power over their fellow man simply b/c their God King commands it?
I will have your followers, i shall be the new God King and those who refuse me will be sacrificed to me.
you can no longer challenge me! I will have what once was mine!"

He flings me across his temple as i crash against the stone wall.. my fellow sister and goddess ashamed as she regains her will and senses looks away from me. I scream to her as my enemy marches toward me...

" Run!! get away from here! "

She struggles to rise in her drugged state as she runs past us both... My enemy grips me by the throat below the chin as i struggle to break free while he speaks to me...

I no longer have need of her, she has done her job but you little godling, you who is the Sun and shines upon all have been eclipsed by the Moon and the Darkness.. Look!

He slams me against the Obsidian Walled Mirror as it shatters against my face, blood trickles down my face as i strain to see my own reflection... He once again yells at me..

"Do you see it! do you see the face of what you have become?!
you are no longer divine not even a god thanks to my magicks!
you have done the most profane act one such as you can commit!"

I do not answer back as i look at my reflection, it has become warped by my own inner corruption. I feel old and withered my bones brittle.. The face in the Obsidian Mirror no longer has the robust quality of a god. I feel mortal, the horror over takes me while my enemy laughs at my new predicament.

"I would kill you but it would be far better to see you suffer knowing what i have done to you and what will happen to your followers.
Go leave and know that you were betrayed by your own priest and acolytes."


As he throws me across the floor toward the exit, i struggle to rise from my hands and knees.. My body has betrayed me my glamour begins to fade as my true appearance is revealed to those outside the temple giving them a true glimpse to my features. His priest and those who betrayed me see me exit the temples throwing rocks at me as i make my way through the city, they no longer fear nor respect me.. Strangers call me names calling me foreigner, savage for my facial hair the cuts on my face making me look more like a demon than a man or god.


As i run to exit the city i am chased and followed by the people only a few refuse to join, mostly the young children who still recognize me for what i am. the divine spark buried in all children in the form of innocence is what tells them what is happening is wrong. The Children cry as they hug their mother's asking them to make the people stop and leave the poor man alone..

The city people believe me responsible for the strange eclipse this night something that is not meant to be, a sickly stranger who wears odd clothing and covered in blood walking their streets. i make it to the city's edge as i hear yelling of people, the pyramid alters being lit with fire can mean only one thing as i hear screams of agony echo across the city streets. The fear of death is overwhelming keeping me from confronting the atrocious act as those most loyal to me are brought up to be sacrificed.

The people stop chasing me once i exit the city into the forest giving me time to think of what is happening the shame and guilt too unbearable as i cup my face with my hands to hide the guilt. The tears stream down my face and hands before striking the ground, the overwhelming sadness is broken by the distant cheers of a crowd followed by screams of pain and last prayers that go unanswered. The one responsible for the chaos and darkness oversees what he has wrought and smiles.

In the back of my mind i can hear whispered prayers of my followers of why i have forsaken them, my conscious trying to force me to act. i push the thought away as i make my way through the forest and head north far away from this place. My prayers also go unanswered for my father too no longer answers my prayers for i am not god enough to warrant an answer from the source of all creation.


Perhaps one day i will return to face he who has betrayed me if not in this life than in the next but, i cannot do it as a man for now i must get away far from here. I have become a wanderer a stranger in my own land my own home. My gold armor grows heavy my mortal frame no longer able to bear the burden. My mortality forcing me to remove them and leave them behind in the forest as i head North toward the desert the land of the sun. I hope to cross the desert or die in its hot embrace a befitting end to a Sun God. I take with me only my cotton, skin garbs and gold bracers and what the forest can provide for one such as i.. I would pray to my fellow brothers and sisters but they would not answer me nor provide comfort or guidance.

[Crom-Cruach]

very interesting, Chaos King.