The Fall

After fighting the god level calamity, Dart entered a weakened state that could only be recovered by time. Is won't be mistaken to say that his total energy constituent is any more than scrap level. Dart knew this because, his limits were as thus.

In a world where strength was the bases for everything, being in a weakened state meant that his enemies have the golden opportunity to eliminate him. This has become a very common practice in all shelter save from Dart shelter. This is because of the strict rule that Emperor Dart set in place.

Now that the core reason for the order was in a weakened state, who would save who? Dart was not afraid of their moves though. If he could stall for at least one month, then he will survive.

"Boss! Here is the drink you asked for" Mustard offered a glass cup of recovery drug, which Dart took and downed in one go.

Dart has thought of staying outside the shelter, hide and regain his strength, but shelter punishments were severe. Only a god level and above live through them. The shelter rule was that a ruler must be in his kingdom, and is only allowed to leave for a maximum of one week.

It allowed more if a calamity of the emperor's level appears.

As the carriage drew close, Dart knew that something was off. The wolves have gathered quickly, too quickly. They should not have any information about his condition. Apart from him, only one other person knows. Only one other person made the trip with him.

As Dart tried to walk back inside, he felt his strength leave him in a large quantity.

'Da*n Mustard' he cursed and everything went black.

***

Dart woke to the steady cheer from below him. Opening his eyes was hard work. Like his eyelid is connected to a dead weight. When he finally did open it a bit, everything was white. He felt so thirsty he would voluntarily injure himself and drink his own blood, if he did not discover that he has been tightly bound.

Steadily his vision began to gain its focus. Dart discovered that he was high up the emperor platform. Directly below him was a big pool of molten metal. So hot the metal was boiling. At once Dart knew that he was going to be executed. Of all the possible outcome, he did not think about this End. In this great stadium, he built for sports, has already been transformed into the place his execution.

There is only one drug that can possibly shut him down, and that could at a maximum of 3 hours, the multi dosage would be useless. For the stadium to be transformed to this state could only mean that these already started this immodestly he left.

Looking around he could only see his supposed subject. These people that he sacrificed a lot for, and is in this predicament because he was protecting them as they filled the stands and chairs cheering. If Dart could only hope for a sad smile. These people did not waste time at all, they switched sides readily saving their hide. Dart hatred blazed like a fusing star core, even the whole water in the ocean would evaporate in its presence. Ironically, they were planning to drown him in a liquid alright, molten metals at that!

Suddenly, silence filled the stadium as an array of 14 people walked to the platform edge where Dart hung upside down. 13 of them were the domain kings, and one of them was someone he could not recognize.

The unrecognized man walked over to Dart "You did not think you fall like this right? One has to admit, it is very difficult to deal with you." he said smiling.

Dart does not know this man was that all his kings would lick his shoes. Those kings did need cohesion to be obedient was al complete here as if it was all natural behind this man. What Dart found to be more important to know with his little energy was this man's identity.

"Who are you?" Dart asked this man.

Rather than answer him, the man's expression darkened. He expected Dart to be scared or beg for mercy. Many emperors have fallen, and those with pride would at most keep silence accepting their fate. Dart, however, went contrary, showing a nonchalant and dominant attitude by dismissing his question, like swatting a fly and asking his own question. If there is one thing this man hate, it is for someone to look down on him. With everyone present hearing the conversation, he was shameful and angry.

To show his power he made a decisive move so no one would make a move against him again.

"We have conquered all the shelter in this continent. You have been a thorn in the backside for years, but even you have are about to be wasted. Bye-bye," the man picked up the sword to cut the rope holding dart up.

Shocked, Dart asked "Who are you guys?" how could he not know that these countries have fallen, and have been in his city all this while.

As the man cut the rope, with the satisfaction at the expression that this guy was showing. To him what he saw was Dart's anger, panic… as glared.

When Dart began to fall, however, his expression changed to that of a smile. The stone he got was already absorbed into his body. This stone was the only reward he got for killing a god in the god level calamity. It has two conditions, exhausted energy and death. The more painful, the more years revered. As Dart fell into the boiling molten His emotions all came rushing.

The higher the gene level, the stronger and more powerful the body. Boiling oil won't do the deal to his body so these people had to do the deal of boiling metal. And this deal really blew Dart to before the domain.