Off to *******ville

Lillith had left the library in order to gather the people up for my big speech. While she did so I planned.

I did my planing by repetitively asking myself questions and reaching conclusions.

Is it even worth it to recruit a random town of hillbillys to my cause? My answer to that was obviously yes. Every human is a compendium of knowledge and experience that can be accessed in order to allow for incredibly complex decision making.

Abandoning potential resources when you don't need to is stupid in general anyways.

Next. How do I get the speech to work? How to I move people? My answer to that question is quite simple. Write and rewrite until I create a masterpiece.

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I sat at my table my hand a blur as I wrote and wrote again. Behind me there was a massive pile of papers. They were stacked up almost to my height.

I had ran out of sheet paper a bit ago and was now writing atop pages torn from books.

~I'll have to find a way to restrain Lillith when she finds out.~

And with that thought time passed. Every question. Every idea I could explore. I went through every one.

Until I finally arrived on my topic. On what my speech would be centred around.

That topic was. Rebellion. As it was what I knew best. From the moment I was born my life was centred around and built by rebellion.

I rebelled against fate as a child by not rotting on the streets. I rebelled against death when I helped remove ageing. I created rebellion after rebellion. My greatest rebellion was when I rebelled against fate. And changed a dying world.

With this speech I would catalyse those last two rebellions again.

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I stood upon a lecturen. In front of me was a crowd of about fifty people. Every single one of them gave me glares soaked with killing intent.

I looked out at the still rising sun. Clearly they didn't want to be there.

No mattter. They would soon change their minds.

"Hello everyone." I said as I gave them an awkward wave. "My name is Greg. And I would like to change the world."

With just those words the killing in their intent evaporated leaving only an intent focus.

"Now. I know exactly how I can change this world for the better. Because I know how to solve the one problem that lies at the centre of the world. Abelughrdn" I stopped to clear my throat.

"Starvation. Humans as a species love too much. This love makes more people than there are meals. That deficit slowly grows larger with the greater and greater love that humans produce. Until eventually starvation sets in.

"At the point when starvation has taken hold. There is only one choice. One method to save as many people as possible. War." I noticed some of the older people in the background nodding in agreement.

"But I can end all that. With what I know. I can lead you down a path that will end this endless cycle of love and starvation."

I smiled

"Follow me. And you'll get to change the world. SO RAISE YOUR HANDS! WHO'S WITH ME!"

The manly mayor in a dress raised his hand and consequently every other member of the town did too.

I had just kindled the ember of my empire. Now it was time to fan the flames.

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Okay. What do I have to do first. I could walk up to the king and assassinate him during a speech. I would then take his place and speak to his audience. Convince them to follow me. In a month I would have consolidated the power of the entire kingdom.

There was a problem with that though. This world was filled with hungry kingdoms. Snarling hounds masquerading as nations. Their eyes watched. They waited for weak prey.

And a month was more than enough time for these kingdoms to snap.

So instead I had to take the slow route. And that route was to proselytise. I would go from town to town and bring people under my influence and into my army. And once I had enough power I would stage a revolution against the king.

I estimated this would take about four months. Four months to world conquest.

The first town I would prostiyze is a nearby town known as shitville.

This town was called shitville due to the disproportionate amount of bird poop that covered it. It was so soaked in bird poop in fact that some called it. The town of liquid snow.

No one knew why but there was a constant rain of bird poop there.

Shitville was going to be essential in treating the curse of lust. It was the first phase in my plan.

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I sat within a large tent that my followers had constructed for me. Sitting within this table with me were four men and five women.

They were the people that the residents of the town professed to be the smartest people within the town. I was in good standing with all of them after my speech. Except for lillith.

Lillith glared at me with an unending well of killing intent.

"Why exactly have you brought me here!?" Asked Lillith. With a tone that would be slightly irritated for most but was practically screaming rage for her.

I chose to ignore her for the momment

"Do you guys all know why I brought you here?" I asked the group. I got a series of nods in response.

"Good. Then we shall begin