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The Eternal Monarch
"They call me the Eternal Monarch now" A fair, pretty lady was seated on a completely black throne. The hall was pitch black, with no other person in sight. Any spectator would have made the logical assumption that she was speaking to herself. After all, in this dark hall, it was impossible to see that the throne she was seated so comfortably on was glowing. Added to the fact that the throne's colour complemented that of the hall's, such a minor detail was easy to miss.
The lady giggled as the throne glowed. As for what was so funny, it was between her and the object that was supposed to be inanimate, yet seemed to possess is own soul. "No Reiki. Nothing really lasts forever" the lady's chuckles ended with this statement. A sad look took its place and cast more gloom in this already gloomy room. Reiki was apparently the name of the throne she sat upon- the Eternal Throne.
"Yes Reiki. I do miss them. They were my parents after all" the lady o
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