The King of Cursed Furniture

Over a thousand years later...

Two characters were practicing in a deserted arena.

"You're really strong, chair sensei!", said table.

Chair responded, "Yes, I hope you surpass me as quickly as possible... The force is on our tails."

"Yes sir!"

As they continued sparring, a rather peculiar figure, with what one might assume to be a space pod, descended from the sky, together with an extremely familiar and massive spaceship.

"We are the Gaming Chair Force (GCF). Today, we are here to find the guy called 'chair'!" The army said.

The table asked' "Who is that?"

Chair responded' "Impossible! He can't be..."

The character said, "I am the supreme ruler of the furniverse - gaming chair! You'll be the first one I kill, chair!"

"Me? A target of the great Gaming Chair? What an honour!"

"So he really is famous?" Asked the table.

"Gaming chair, with extra padding and lumbar support for extended periods of activity, is a cursed furniture of lore."

"But the truth is, he was an ordinary furniture that actually existed. Although over a thousand years ago."

"In the golden age of furniture, the furniture sorcerers had sharpened their skills and finally defeated him."

"With the title Emperor of the Universe, he would traverse the ages after his death as a cursed furniture. We furniture sorcerers wouldn't even be able to destroy his remains preserved in it's own grave wax."

"Without a doubt..."

"He is the king of cursed furniture!"