A Frog's Blessing in this Wonderful Galaxy: Chapter 6 (Patreon)

Viva La Revolution!

Never in Kermit’s wildest dream did he ever imagine starting an armed rebellion but here he was, in the middle of it all. As his rallying cry (one that would make even the founding father proud) echoed across the city, so was he met with the war cries of those oppressed by Vect. Freed by Lady Malys and those that sided with her, the slaves were out in force.

Be they young, old, deformed or particular grotesque, it was an endless tide of soldiers ready to fight for their freedom. Humans, aliens, and Dhrukari’s loyal to his co-conspirators rushed out, surprising the people in the arena. “Go my fellow slaves, be free! Throw the shackles of your oppressors!” He shouted as he struggled against these pesky bonds.

Was this what the founding felt when they crossed the Delaware? Off course, this was a multi species revolution but the comparison still holds in his mind. Maybe he should do a few more of these in the future!

“Come my brothers and sister, show them the error of their ways,” he then heard Lady Malys cry out from the bleachers, laughing as she rallied her followers, both former slaves and rebel Dhrukari alike, “Let your voices be heard, down with the old order, down with Vect! Slaughter all those who stand before us!”

That had him cringing as he was reminded that this was a violent revolution. It was a revolution against slavers but still very much bloody. That doesn’t mean he can’t keep the violence directed!

“But don’t stab them to much! We don’t want to be just like them ok?” He reminded them, trying to be a voice of reason, “Less murder hobos and more freedom fighters!” Getting all these people to cooperate was easier said than done. Still, it didn't hurt to do his best, “Come on people, we’re civilized men and women, not animals!”

Despite his best efforts, it was clear that this was a messy affair. It was absolute pandemonium as the crowd descended into a frenzied melee. Slavers versus their slaves and former friends or just seat mates in general finding themselves at each others throat. It was hard trying to figure out who was on whose side but the fight go on.

“Damn it, what are these made off?” He shouted as he tugged on but they would prove to be harder than they looked. Coupled with the poison still coursing through his veins, he was effectively stuck for now. Then there was that ringing knock he started to hear, emanating from the gate. He can’t take it anymore! Turning to his friend, he then cried out, “Um, Jaghatai, a little help here!”

Unfortunately for him, Jaghatai was quite preoccupied with a certain tyrant, “Not now Kermit, a bit busy here!” the man shouted as he bore down hard on Vect. Still, despite the apparent size disparity and the hundreds of tiny cuts he now sported, Vect was proving to be one slimy son of a gun.

Blocking another brutal swing from Jaghatai, the brutal dictator remained defiant, fighting like a man possessed, “You think you’ve won? You think you’ve bested me? Asdrubael Vec-!” The man shouted only for him to scream in pain as the man was sent flying, spitting blood and loose tooth where he landed.

“Ohh,” Kermit winced at the bloody sight, almost feeling bad for Vect as the man struggled to get his bearing, “That has to hurt,” He then said as he turned to Jaghatai whose face was painted with that of serene grace and peace, “Did you really have to punch him that hard though? He’s an asshole and all but yikes, remind me not to get on your bad side.”

“Kermit, my friend,” Jaghatai whispered as a soft smile stretched across his face, “You don’t know long I’ve dreamed of shutting him up.”

“Damn you! Damn you all!” The dhrukari slurred out through his ruined mouth, raving on like some loon, “You haven’t beaten me yet! I, I am still-Gah!” Thankfully, Jaghatai would put a stop to it as the giant of a man grabbed a small piece of rubble before tossing it right at Vect’s face.

Maybe it was him developing a morbid sense of humor but having the man’s tongue flop around while their jaw hang loosely was proving to be a hilarious sight. “Therapeutic,” Jaghatai laughed as he picked up another rock, “No wonder Leman loves doing this!”

“I can only imagine,” Kermit laughed nervously before tugging at his bonds once more, they were starting to bite, “But If it’s not too much, can you help me here a bit?” Turning around, he then motioned for a particular cage to the side, “Oh yeah, I think Magnus wants to get out.” It was still a bit weird calling his first companion by any other name but he’ll adjust.

“Just give me a second,” Jaghatai replied as he tossed the rock away and pulled out his sword once more, “I just need to finish something that I’ve been dreaming of doing ever since I got captured in this infernal city.”

Kermit nodded, deciding that the man needed this. Violence should never be the first option but from seeing his friend imprisoned and hearing of his tales, this might just be the answer to whatever Jaghatai was feeling right now.

Just as the giant of a man was about to deliver the finishing blow, Kermit would see a flash in the corner of his eyes. Eyes widening and feeling his non existent hair stand out, he called out in warning, “Jaghatai! Look out!”

As impossibly fast Jaghatai was, having turned around in a blink of an eye, his assailant would prove faster as they leapt towards his friend with reckless abandon. “No!” He cried out as he saw the manic looking woman pull out her blade before lashing out.

Time came to a crawl as his gaze locked on to the blade as it made its deadly arc up towards his friends head, the wicked edge just grazing their face before Jaghatai struck back. With a casual backhand, the man folded the woman over his arms as he swung at her, launching her flying while he staggered back.

Despite the blow, the woman managed to roll with the strike. With almost unnatural grace, Kermit watched the woman spin in the air before landing just a few dozen feet away from Jaghatai. Wiping the blood dripping down the edge of her mouth, the woman who shadowed Vect gazed up with gleeful malice as she purred out, “Almost~”

“Jaghatai!” He called out as he pulled at his bonds, “Come on buddy, don’t tell me she got you!” He shouted, as he glared at the woman. She even had the gall to glare back at him!

Tossing her blades up in the air and catching them with equal ease, the woman turned her attention on Kermit before she started scolded him, “Don’t you know it’s rude to interfere with someone else’s fight?”

He blustered at the girl’s accusation, sputtering out, “You were going to stab my friend in the back!” His reason was only met with a bored yawn. Feeling his face burn, he then shouted, “I should be the one pissed at you, not the other way around!”

“And here I thought you Old One’s know everything~” The woman replied before pointing her blade at him, “It’s called a surprise attack you moron,” she then told him in an almost lecturing tone.

Before he could reply, Jaghatai would cut him off as he warned her, “Save your breath Kermit, don’t let Lilith goad you down to her level,” Wiping at the dark blood dripping down his cheeks, he glared at the woman as he leveled his sword at her, ready to strike at a moments notice, “Never let her poisonous words work their way into your heart or she will ruin you.”

“Sounds like my ex,” Kermit grimace as he kept his gaze on the girl, feeling that not even his prodigious resistance would save him if she tried something.

Letting out a playful laugh, the woman purred, “Aww come on, don’t be like that Jaghatai~” Cocking her head to the side and flashing Jaghatai a cheeky smile, the woman then said, “Not after all that things we’ve been through~ Remember our first time together?”

He was so caught up with the current situation that he almost missed Vect crawling away. “Jaghatai! The cockroach is getting away!” he shouted, trying to get his attention. Seeing that his cover was blown, Vect made a run for it, scrambling up to his feet as he made a beeline for the exit.

Jaghatai quickly shifted, running after the man but Lilith would prove to be a thorn in their side as she blocked his path. “Ah ah ah~! Don’t go having cold feet on me now, Jaghatai,” She tutted as she spun her blade, bloodlust dripping off her words, “You and I still have some unfinished business here,” She reminded his friend before she started circling around him.

“You witch,” Jaghatai growled out in frustration as he started circling her as well. Gripping the hilt of his weapon with barely contained rage, he then said, “If its a fight you want, I shall gladly give it to you!”

Those heated glares, the murderous undertone, the palpable hatred between each other? Could it be? “Hey Jaghatai, I know it’s rude and all but is she your ex?” He then asked. It was simply too much for him to resist. Yes, Vect was running away and all but he needed this!

His simple question made the two pause, with Jaghatai looking at him with a mystified expression while the other was bent over laughing. “I might have been mistaken young Kermit but did you ask me if she’s my… Ex?” Jaghatai slowly replied, his face twisted to that of exasperated disbelief and bewilderment.

“I mean, you two clearly have a history and you want to kill each other so…” He trailed off before the flat look Jaghatai gave him along with the almost hysterical laughter ringing over the ongoing coup put a stop to whatever he had in mind, “I’m going to shut up now…”

“By the gods, that was hilarious!” The woman replied as she finally got herself under control. Wiping the tear brimming in her eyes, she then said, “Makes me almost feel bad that I’d have to kill you the old fashion way-!” She would be cut short as it was now Jaghatai’s turn to attack and he would prove to be far more formidable as he pressed the attack without mercy.

Still, despite on the back foot, the woman could only laugh out in delight as she cried out, “Hah! That’s more like it!” With ferocity and speed rivaling that of Jaghatai, the woman stood toe to toe with his gigantic friend despite the overwhelming odds set against her, “Come on! Show me what you’re made off!”

Kermit had to admit, it was fun to watch the two have at it. It was like he was inside a movie, seeing the two almost danced with each other; their swords flashing with deadly intent. He would have enjoyed more however if his Jaghatai had just freed him earlier.

“Fuck,” he cursed out as he glanced at Vect’s figure melting away into the crowd. It was proving increasingly frustrating being held back. “Come on, toss me something! Anything!” He cried out, praying and practically begging for help at this point.

He wouldn’t be waiting for long as his answers would soon be answered not by some cruel god but by an angel in disguise, “My my, seems like Vect actually came prepared,” The woman who he bargain with tittered as she walked upped to him, fan covering her face, “

“Lady Malys!” He breathed a sigh of relief before he found his breath caught in his throat. Hovering just inches behind her was the ever so familiar glow of the lovable little sprite. “Red! Oh god, I miss you so much buddy!”


The ever lovable sprite was quick to scold him, buzzing around angrily at him, “Hey!”

“Oh come on, how could I’ve known he was evil!” He defended himself as he felt his face burn. He was merely acting on what information he had at the time.

“Hey…” The sprite reminding him, making him winced as he remembered all the time he spent in prison, the forced labor as well as the time they were kept apart. That along with all the BDSM and fetish gear of supposedly professional law enforcers. Come to think of it, they do look like the Cenobites.

“Ok fine, I should have listened to you,” He sighed, relenting at his friends simple yet brutal honest answer. In hindsight, it should have been obvious but he was blinded by his own inexperience and naivety. It hurts to admit it but Red was right. Looking up at his friend, “Can you forgive a foolish old frog?”

There was a tense few moments between them before he saw the sprite sigh as they replied, “Hey.”

He let out a sigh of relief as he smiled back at his bodiless friend, “Aww, thanks buddy. I’ll make it up to you, I promise!” he told him. He had lots of catching up to do with his buddy. It’s been what? Weeks since they’ve talked to each other.

Red chimed, annoyance dripping off his tone but he was quick to take his spot hovering around his head once more; All was right in the world.

Clearing her throat, Lady Maly’s would then call out for their attention, “While I do hate to ruin the moment, you are still stuck are you not?” she pointed out as jumped up the platform holding him in place.

“Oh right, sorry about that,” he apologized, not realizing how caught up he was with getting to talk to Red again. As he sagged against his bonds, feeling a bit out of breath from all the struggling he had, he then said, “Asspull really pulled one out of his ass huh? Maybe that’s why he’s named like that…”

Glancing at his bonds he wondered, what the hell was this stuff made off anyways? Sure his limbs were as strong as wet noodles but they looked like the ones he broke back when he was doing community serving.

Turning to her, he then asked her, “But anyways, I need help. If you can just find me some paper clips then I could work on these shackles,” he wasn’t sure how it works but he’ll probably figure something out.

The woman let out chuckle at his request, “Oh, you are quite the jester dear but I don’t that would work on these masterworks from the Necrons. Quality that would last you a life time or two,” She commented as she hopped on top of his shackle. Tapping on the black metal with her feet, she then said, “I think what you need is this~” She then said as she pulled out a very large vial.

Seeing his confused looked, she started to explained, “Despite Vect’s claims to superiority, he’s not immune to simply brute forcing through problems. Strong poison is expensive, cheap poison that works just as well if you have enough of it? That he’ll use.” Climbing up to his shoulder, she then said, “What’s coursing is your veins is a very large amount of house hold poisons, the ones we use for pest control. Crude yes, but effective.”

“Oh I know it’s an antidote,” He admitted before he asked her, “But I’d like to know where you kept that bottle. That’s what, bigger than and longer than your forearm?”

The woman merely blushed and fanned herself as she replied coyly, “A woman has her secrets,” Forcing his mouth open, she then said, “Anyways, here~ This should neutralize that pesky little problem of yours~” Before he could even so much protest, he found himself downing the vile concoction.

“Oh god,” Kermit grimaced, shuddering at the slimy off putting jelly like liquid sliding down his throat before it settle down on his stomach. He almost puked there and then if not for a sudden feeling of wellness coursing through his body, “What the?” Almost immediately, he felt his strength returning to his limbs.

With a flex of his noodly arms, he broke through the bonds as he was once more mighty. “Alright!” He cheered, as he looked down on his arms. Turning back to her, he then told her, “Lady Malys? Have told you just how beautiful you are and lovely your eyes are?”

The woman giggled as she covered her face once more, “Oh my, you certainly know how to flatter a woman.” Turning to the Jaghtai and Lilith, she then said, “While I’d love to hear more from you, we still have one more problem in are hands.”

While it was clear that Lilith was bit worst for wear, Jaghtai was looking a bit tired. Be it ring rust or maybe he kept him up too long yesterday, his friend neede help. “Lilith!” He cried out as he stomped towards her with Lady Malys and Red in tow.

“Hey!” Red chimed out angrily as the ground started to shake around him. What an antidote all that was in that vile?

Seeing his approach, the scantly clad assassin jumped away from the haggard looking warrior, “Looks like that’s my cue~” Hopping up the bleachers she gave them a lazy salute as she cheered, “It was fun Jaghtai though you got a little bit rusty, literally. You really need your armor checked.”

“Oh fuck off,” Jaghtai cursed at her as he spat out some blood.

“But unfortunately, our little fun has to end. Vect only needed me to delay you see and with tall, green and funny joining it, things are getting a little bit hairy for my taste,” She told them, jumping aside as he made a grab for her.

“Stand still!” He shouted as Lady Malys jumped off him before launching herself at Lilith.

Despite their combined efforts, the woman remained illusive but she was quickly running out of space to run. With Jaghtai jumping up to the bleachers as well, it was only a matter of time before she is caught. “Aww, think you’d catch me? Unfortunately, you’d only remember this as the day you almost caught Lilith Hesparax~!” The woman taunted them as she pulled out a little pendant. Raising it high up, she flashed them a smile before she slammed it down hard.

“No!” he cried out as he as a crack opened in reality… only for it to fizzle out, leaving all of them staring in confusion. Even Lilith was stunned as she stared at the pendant.

“Let me just…” She whispered as she picked it up before tossing it back down. Again, a crack appeared only to fizzle out once more.

“Is… that how it’s suppose to go?” He asked as the women repeatedly tried doing the same stunt only for it to fail again and again. “Do you need some time?” He asked, feeling some pity for the woman as she turned bright red.

“Fuck, shit, what the hell Vect!” She cursed as she raised her hand and pulled out some weird archaic looking phone/radio device. It almost looked like a tablet if a bit spikier. Jaghtai was about to launch himself at her but he blocked it.

“Let’s just watch,” He told him as both Lady Malys and Jaghtai looked at him in confusion. Even Red was giving him questioning looks but he assured them, “Just trust me, I know when I see someone about to quit. Call it a horrible boss sense.”

Turning back to the increasingly irate women, he then heard her shout, “Ok Vect, what the hell is the big idea! Do you know how stupid I look here?” Giving them a nasty glare, she then turned her attention on her communicator, “They’re just standing there! Even they no I’m fucked!”

There was a brief pause as Vect replied something unintelligible. What ever it was, it had Lilith screaming in anger as she tossed the device at the ground before shouting, “Screw you Vect! I’m not just going to be someones distraction! Fuck you, I quit!”

The woman fumed stomping on the device before she collected herself. Running her hand over her hair, she then turned towards them with an immaculate and innocent smile plastered across their face before asking them, “So! Anyone here who needs a professional assassin for hire? I can do escort duties as well~”

“What makes you think that we need you?” Jaghatai asked, face twisted into a rictus of rage and befuddlement, “How does this even remotely make sense! Both of us were perfectly fine killing each other, what changed?”

“My boss tried to have me killed, durr?” Lilith sassed back before she clapped her hands together and looked up at Kermit hopefully, “So boss man~ Need a sexy Dhrukari on your side?”

“You know… Jaghtai has a point,” He started slowly, making sure not to give anything away. Recruiting the right hand woman of an evil dictator seems like the best way to get the best dirt out of said dictator. Still, this was negotiations. Can’t have her knowing how useful her intel was!

He was sure that his amphibian appearance would throw them off but he can never be too sure, “And I do have a sexy Dhurkari by my side already.”

“Flatterer~,” Lady Malys giggled as she batted his fan at his feel.

“Then what’s with letting me live if you’re going to kill me anyways?” She asked with a pout. He might need a change of plan right now.

“Come on, just throw me a bone here!” He shouted, making sure he was loud and clear. Off course his two friends slapped their face and maybe Red would have as well if he had any arms. Seeing her eyes widen and panicked expression, it seemed to have worked well enough.

“Uhhh, ohh! I know where Vect keeps Lady Isha!” She told them before her face twisted with displeasure, “Oh man, Vect kept raving on about being the hero that would save the Aeldari race but fuck him, he can’t even save me!” Shaking her head, she then snapped her fingers, “Oh yeah, I have the antidote for the poison I used on Jaghatai.”

“Wait, you’re poisoned!” he shouted as he turned to his friend. Off all the things his friend had to hide, it was getting poisoned. This was not normal! Not normal at all!

“It’s just a flesh wound,” Jaghatai defended himself before he coughed out some blood. Wiping his lips, he then assured them, “I assure you, this looks worse than it looks,” before he spat out a black chunk of something.

“Huh, the organ liquifying venom of the Krylix Viper,” Lady Malys commented with an unhealthy amount of curiosity and admiration, “A fitting choice for something of a Primarch’s caliber.”

“Thank you~” Lilith chimed all while Jaghatia was wiping the blood dripping out of their mouth. Dribbling might be a better word though as the man was hacking out globs of chunky blood from time to time.

“Hey,” Red tinkled, their tone now laced with anger and disappointment.

“No, I am not being like Russ,” Jaghatia countered, “And I’m fine,” On cue, the man then spit out a very veiny looking blood clot… almost branch like even. Come to think of it, it looked quite uncomfortably close to a cross section of lung he once saw.

“Damn it Jaghatai, don’t be like this Russ guy,” Kermit would then mutter. What is it with warriors trying to look tough. “Ok Lilith, you’re hired. Just give him the antidote.”

“You got it boss!” Lilith replied as he skipped over his bleeding friend. Thankfully, the man looked like he was too tired to even argue. That look he was giving him reeked of disappointment and maybe a bit of loathing but Kermit did not care, this was for his own good.

“We can’t have the general of the revolution going down with stomach issues,” He told as he gave him a pat. Looking around, the fighting seemed to have started dying down with their forces capturing or having killed most of those who sided with Vect, or at least that’s what he hoped for, all while explosions rang in the city. “This would have been easier if we captured Vect,” He muttered before turning to Lilith who was currently poking an irate Jaghatai.

“Do not fret too much darling,” Lady Malys reassured him, “The fact that Vect ran away only served to strengthen our cause. He not only abandoned his loyal subject,” pausing briefly to point at the bubbly looking Lilith, “But his subjects as well all to save his own skin.”

Smiling with an almost self assured sense of victory, he then told him, “He is done. It’s just a matter of when we will capture him.”

He nodded at that feeling that it was a worthy enough consolation price. Just as he was about to reply, Lilith would cut him off, “Oh yeah, Malys, didn’t you forget about the Corsair Fleets in his beck and call? They’re probably might pissed right now having their slaves freed and all that. Pretty ballsy move I have to admit. Never thought you’d do it for the Mon’keigh.”

“Oh dear,” He whispered as dark shapes started to move across the sky, their long sleek silhouettes like knives cutting through the void that dominated the night sky of Commaragh, “That does not look good, not good at all,” Ground forces was one thing but aircraft? Was he going to go King Kong with this?

“Oh I wouldn’t worry about that, isn’t that right Jaghatia, Lord of the White Scars?” She asked as the man who was gazing up at the star night that dominated the dark city.

“No, we won’t have to worry about that,” The man replied as a bloody smile stretched across their face. Just as the fleet of Commaragh came into view, so would starts start popping up. Peering close, he saw these very stars stretch, disgorging what can only be described as floating cathedrals. With the hundreds of insignia, of which the red lightning, a wolf, a black drop with black wings and a black cross stood out amongst the rest.

Cackling, Lilith turned to Lady Malys, “Oh you sneaky bitch,” She replied, a mix of admiration and amusment coloring their face as they cursed out, “Fuck, ain’t that a nasty sight. Led them straight into our city huh?”

“Normally, I’d rather not resort to this but the calculus for war has change,” Lady Malys casually replied as she glanced at him.

Sweating under her attention, Jaghatai would quick to add to the already mounting pressure, “As much as I hate to admit it,” The man grimaced before letting out a sigh, “I might have never considered this alliance without him. His presence will be needed for our… future diplomatic missions,” he then admit.

Maybe starting a rebellion wasn’t so fun now that he think about it. As if relishing on his discomfort, Lady Malys would tease him, “Negotiations will be fun Kermit~ Make sure you’re ready for all the future talks.”

“Damn it,” He whispered, feeling dread overcome him. He can talk to people yes but in a formal and business setting? He’d rather go back to his desk at his boring work than ever have to deal with this. He wasn’t built for this!

“There will be sandwiches~” Lady Malys chimed.

Perking up, he thumped his fist across his chest, “I will do what I must,” He told them before he started drooling, “For the Sandwiches,” Maybe he’ll even get to eat one of those Grox sandwiches again!

“While I would be more than happy to discuss with you the matters of what we’ll eat later on,” Jaghatai called for their attention as he sheathed his sword, “We still have a rat to capture. Lilith,” The man grimaced for a bit before he forced out, “Lead the way,”

Grinning from ear to ear, the woman would answer, “Gladly~” It seems that the day was just really heating up. Now if only that annoying knock coming from that gate would stop.

-x-x-x-

While Kermit and his ilk basked in their supposed victory, Vect found himself slinking into the shadows of his castle, nursing his jaw. “My lord, you musn’t move to much. My flesh craft is powerful but you need time to heal,” His homunculi warned him as he rushed after him. Following them closely were his closest companions, close confidents and guards alike; Those who had been with him since the heyday of the Black Hearts.

“I don’t have time!” He screamed out, striking the polished black stone walls of his palace. Ignoring the bloody hand he now sported, he hissed out, “I don’t have time when I’m not only dealing with a rebellion but an invasion as well!”

Clutching his face, he raged, seething at the humiliation that this old one, no, this mere insignificant spawnling, has caused him. “Kermit,” He hissed out, cursing the very day he met the creature. This wasn’t suppose to happen, he had everything planned out. All the frog had to this was scream for his people so he could empower not only himself but his goddess.

“Damn it all! How can one frog ruin everything!” He raved as he forced himself to walk forward, ignoring the immense pain of having to heal everything. Heading straight for his inner sanctum, he started questioning his advisers, “What’s the situation on the sky right now?”

“The Rebellion is proving more widespread that we expected,” His advisor told him, “Not only has it attracted the attention of the lesser cabals but those of the Mandrakes as well… Everyone is taking a shot at us Vect, everyone.”

“Fuck!” he cursed as he burst out into his room. There, he’ll find his greatest price, the unmoving and emaciated body of the goddess being tended by the best that the city had to offer. “Out! Everyone out!” he ordered.

He needed them for her but he needed silence. He can’t handle it anymore. Grabbing a seat and slumping against it, he took stock of his situation. Things were getting out of hand.

“How about the Mon’keigh fleet? Tell me some good news here. Tell me they are getting routed,” He asked, almost begging at this point. He needed something, anything to tell him that he can still win. He can’t let the mocking voices win. He can hear the ringing knocks echoing from the gate all the way from here, he can’t let her win.

“It’s… oh no,” His close friend whispered in horror as they paused, gazing at the sky above.

Turning, he found himself in horror as he stared at the massive craftworld rolling into view. It was unmistakable, its sheer size and grandeur and that eye, it can’t be anything else; Craftworld Ulthwe. “Eldrad,” He whispered before he let out an inarticulate scream of rage. Off course he had a hand in this, it wasn’t the frog that outwitted him, it was everyone else!

This wasn’t supposed to be how his story would end. He was supposed to be the hero! He, who clawed their way from the very bottom, only to be struck when they were on the verge of greatness. Just when he could free his race from the clutch of Slaanesh, they chose to turn on him.

“Didn’t I tell you, you can’t win” The taunting voice whispered to him once more, their honeyed words forcing its way into his skull, “Just… let it happen, let it all go~”
He clutched his aching head as he begged for it to stop, for everything to be just a twisted dream but the nightmare never ended. This was now his reality and he was going to die. In that moment, in his lowest of lows, he then felt it, a calm that slowly overtook him.

Standing up slowly, he walked up towards the window facing the great gate. “Vect? Are you alright?” His closest adviser asked, calling out to him but it felt distant as he was forced to face reality.

There, he’ll find the giant stomping toward his castle, knocking down buildings and ships alike. It seem… that he had truly lost… his people had truly and utterly rejected him. If they don’t want to be saved, then so be it, “I’ll just let everything burn.”

Reaching for his pocket he pulled out a small device no bigger than the palm of his hand. Feeling its weight in his hands, he whispered, “All the explosive might of several suns tied to this one button. Let’s see if the gate would survive this.”

“Vect no!” His advisers begged but it was too late as he pressed the button. A blinding flash washed over them as the windows shattered, nearly throwing him off the building as the loud scream echoed in the distance.

“I am free!” She Who Thirsted screamed as a giant hand reached out from the portal.

A/N:

Took me longer than I'd wish. Anyways, going to have two free days to make more Seoul Kitchen before needing to shift for another project. Sorry, the early part of this month really messed me up and my schedules.