Superius

I spent the rest of the day chatting with the locals. I spoke with them about my experience as a ruler and the policies I would enact if I were to rule.

If I build enough of a reputation for myself it would make the conquest much easier.

Why I didn't I start conquest now? You ask. Simple. I need to see what the lord of this place is going to do.

He clearly doesn't want me here and if he takes aggressive action them my camaraderie that I've built up with this cities people could help spark a rebellion.

Ideas would spread, people would hype eachother up and pretty soon I'd rule this place without doing anyhting more than sowing the seeds.

And so with that In mind I chose to sleep in an enclosed inn with four tribesmen watching over me.

I didn't want to risk my life.

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"AHHHHH!"

I awoke in the middle of the night to a scream.

My eyes darted in the direction of that sound.

Pushed into the ground by a tribesmen was a black cloak wearing man.

He had his arm wrenched back and on the ground next to him was a knife.

I grinned.

This would be it.

With this I would have started a war.

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I sat on a wheel chair in the busiest city square I could find.

*Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding*

One of the tribesmen to my right rang a lound bell. This turned everyones eyes too me.

I had another tribemen bring forwards the dark cloaked man. We had a black bag over his head which obscured his face.

"EVERYONE!" I yelled

I pointed to the dark cloaked man.

"THIS MAN TRIED TO ASSASSINATE ME IN THE NAME OF THE KING!"

The tribesmen ripped the bag off his head and showed his face.

"Your king betrayed his people and sent assassins after one of his valued civillans!"

I wasn't a civillan. Or at all affiliated with this place.

But they didn't have to know that.

"THIS CRIME DEMANDS PUNISHMENT!" I yelled

"YAAAA!" They cheered in response.

Nothing more needed to be said. Word would spread. People would organize.

I would be the new king.

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I sat in my wheelchair as I watched people surround the lord's castle

They held torches and pitchforks and screamed in rejection of the lord.

The rebellion had gone off smoother than I expected. Just three hours after my speech an organized mob had been made and they had started to crowd outside the palice.

They had been rioting for about thirty minutes now and the guards had lost the endurace to push them back.

The occasional archer would shoot of a pot shot from a distance but the death of one of the crowd only made everyone else angrier.

"EVERYONE CALM DOWN! THE KING WILL LEAVE HIS CASTLE!" Yelled an announcer from atop the castle wall.

The crowd grew significantly more sedate.

The draw bridge to the castle fell with a titanic thud.

*Pap Pap Pap Pap Pap.*

a man with deep dark circles around his eyes and lips so thin it looked like they weren't there walked out of the castel.

He had a large gut and an equally as large beard.

He walked passed every member of the crowd and arrived straight at me.

He fell to his knee.

"In two days you managed to destablize and take control of a city that I have steadily run for years. You're no ordinary mortal. You are a born king if I've ever seen one. I want to grow in power at your side. I request vassal hood!" Rob said.

I smiled.

"Granted."

He was one hundred precent right. I was a human with such incredible qualities that my power bordered on the divine!

And I would be in need of some good vassals very soon.

He smiled.

"Good. I will be of great help to you."

He brought me into his castle with him. I had my tribesmen follow along.

Every tribesmen other than the chief I mean. he had just barely fit through the city gate and there was no way he could fit in the castle.

I was wheeled over to table that Rob sat down with me.

"So how do you run this cities economy " I asked him

"Well I heavily tax vice items like—"

He could never finish that sentence

"BOOOOOOOOOORING!"

A woman appeared to my right.

She had a petite face and frame and chocolate brown skin. Her hair was ragged and going in every direction and her eyes sparkled with mischief. She had a staff held in her right had that had a blue stone at the top of it.

"NO ONE CARE'S ABOUT STUPID ECONOMICS!" She yelled

"Tribesmen! KILL HER!" I yelled back.

The tribesmen all darted towards her their fists chambered to apply many blows to her.

She simply tapped the ground with her staff.

The tribesmen all fell to the ground like puppets with their strings cut.

She walked towards me.

"SUPERIUS THE THIRD THE GOD OF SUPERIORITY HAS A LETTER FOR YOU!" She bellowed at the top of her lungs.

She was like three or four feet away from me so that volume was not necessary.

She threw a letter into my lap.

Then she tapped her staff into the ground.

In the next moment she wasn't there.

My jaw dropped in confusion at this event.

After a couple seconds the tribesmen all came too.

"WHY I SLEEP NEED SLEEP SO BAD ALL SUDDEN NEED." Said one of the tribemen in a one hundred precent comprehensible way.

I nodded to one of the tribesmen asking him to open my note.

He walked towards me and opened it.

"Dear Greg. I have come to hear through some circles that you believe you possess superiority necessary to rule the world. I would like to challenge that.

So I superius challenge you to war. You will be given a week of grace before we start the fight."

My face paled.

I already had the pressure of having to take over this continent quick enough for Craig to see perfection.

Now this is added to the mix.

Things are starting to look more and more impossible.