There was a king that few have heard of. Some said he was no man, as what man could do as he did and still smile? A golden king, one of many who would cover themselves in wealth to symbolise their distance from the common folk, always dressed in the most expensive and extravagant clothes. His reign was short but terrifying, the sort that leaves behind legends that last far longer than one’s own name . He ruled in leisure, caring little for his responsibilities as king, something that most around him encouraged. It was easier for his advisors, his generals and so-called allies to get what they wanted if he didn’t put any effort towards the governing of their kingdom. So as he paid them no mind they returned in kind, this king was able to do as he pleased. He drank, ate, coupled and danced as much as he wanted for as long as he wanted, knowing no one could or would say a word against it. Every pleasure, every pain, every piece of land, valuables or person was his to use and abuse. H...
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