The King

Yes, I was the King. I was powerful, omnipresent, omniscient, I was king.

Subjects would bow to me and kneel at my feet. Wise elders would talk about me, tell others about my epic history. Parents would bring their children to me for protection. And children, children would run to me and holding hands, form a huge circle around me. Yes, I was respected and feared, loved and cared for.

Yet, alas, my kingdom was destroyed. I did not realize this at first. One by one, my subjects were destroyed. One day, I looked around and saw... nothing. My subjects were gone. No more elders to consult with, no more parents to advise, no more children to play with. All gone. Only I was left. This did not last long, though. I too, was brought down by sword, destroyed, felled down.

All that is left of me is the pencil you are using right now to write these words.

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