The Ways of a King

Gekkido touched the walls of the temple as he descended into the lower chambers. It was dimly lit, and a purple fire was seen on the torches of the wall all around. His chakra touched the side the door leading into the private room, and he watched the wall light up in a chain reaction of chakra-spirit as it opened. Gekkido walked in to yet another lower chamber, and inside he was nothing less than shocked at what he saw. The room was filled with the sepulchres of past Kaguya clan leaders. Gekkido was primarily shocked at this as he had been told that the leaders were always cremated, it was a tradition. It appeared, however, upon closer inspection, that these tombs belonged to kings of a different age, an older time. Gekkido had been told by an elderly man the other day who often observed him entering and exiting the temple late at night that he needed to find this room, for in it was a secret power. Gekkido only ever came to the temples for chakra training and study. At this point in his life his self-belief had gotten to such a level that he believed himself to be equal to the gods that he saw depicted on the walls around him. Gekkido centered himself in the room, with eighty sepulchure's surrounding the octagonal emblem he now stood upon. Gekkido fired up his chakra and found that the ground beneath him reacted violently.

He activated his legendary Thunder and God technique for the first time, having not every yet used it in front of someone. The ground beneath and above him shook violently and he found himself feeling a sensation of vibration in every cell in his body. He looked below and felt as though his power was rising and being drained at the same time, almost as if he was powering up at a resistance. He looked below him and saw that somehow the temple was sucking some of his energy and circulating it throughout the room. He looked around and soon saw that the room lit up with purple lightning and chakra that gave life to the ancient symbols and pictures around. More startling than anything was how it affected the sepulchures. He saw that they too were emblazoned with his spiritual energy, and he felt as though the shells of these things would soon crack and smash them open or shatter them to dust. Gekkido’s eyes went white and he felt that a light came over the room and himself for a moment, and then there was nothing. Silence. Energy. Power.

Consciousness. Gekkido awoke and felt that in some strange sense he was without a body though at the same time he was clearly inside of some kind of static constitution. He stood alone in the dark and he alone glowed with a bright light. He was wearing very traditional Kaguya garb, the kind he wore as a child during church services. He looked around him and from all sides approached various men wearing the same garb, albeit different colors. They were older men, men of renown that is. They approached him in a circle until they came within arms reach. He somehow felt that they were all strangely equal in that moment. Like had no power to harm them and they none to harm him. Almost as if they were the same part or parts of a single ethereal energy source. Drops of an ocean, or flames of a star. He couldn’t speak, and yet felt so understood in this strange moment. He could hear the sounds of the good singers from his childhood. It was amazing how much of religion consisted of singing and prayer in the kaguya tradition. Such a violent and hands-on race found themselves lost for words or actions in the presence of their deities. The men touched him, and those behind them touched each other. And suddenly is was as if some kind of circulation of energy was being poured out by all into one single focal point; Gekkido Kaguya.

Gekkido felt… love. For the first time. Not the romantic love of a man and woman, nor the love of friendship. It was a kind of love that one only feels from their god. The kind of truly unconditional love that can never be given by men. It was love that came from a source that did not need love in return. That did not need or expect anything in return. The kind of love that could only be given by an infinitely wealthy individual, something truly god-like. Gekkido was in this dream, in this silence of ambient rapture, and he had no power nor desire to escape. The most profound aspect of the experience is that it lasted far longer than experiences like this. It lasted long enough to make him believe the lie that it would or should last forever. The moment of its climax came when he began to lose desire to go back to wherever he’d spent the majority of his existence and consciousness in. This place he was in made everything else seem like hell. Hell didn’t mean a place of fiery torment; it meant being anywhere other than where he was right now.

In that moment he felt the power that was surging through him leave, along with the phantasms of the past kaguya sovereigns, and suddenly he was alone again. He still felt something, powerful going on inside of him, something different, but now the vision changed. Suddenly he was in a different place. A place that was difficult to describe because it looked almost as though he’d entered into another dimension. He was in white kaguya garb, and walked through a rich green field surrounded by mountains more enormous than any he’d ever seen. The sun was behind him and he looked back to notice that it was strangely large as well. It looked as though it were twice as close to the planet as normal, and yet it was not warmer but cooler in this place. He was unsure of what to make of what this vision or place meant, and perhaps his spiritual experience was exaggerating certain details. The feelings of his body were amplified and he felt a degree of euphoria in this place, almost as if he was somewhere that he belonged. As though he had some kind of relationship with this… world. It felt like he was being reunited with a long-lost lover or something. Another strange feeling of contentment settled on him. He felt as though his right to be king did not need to be forced. The anger and ambition that normally drove every action in his life was silenced by a warmer confidence and sense of pride. It was as if he was sitting on some kind of throne and it was confirmed with every step that he took.

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