A Man on a black horse rides into a town, passes over a castle drawbridge, and enters the courtyard before vanishing into thin air as a black mist. The cloud cover becomes dark, lightning sparks through the sky, and the wind blows with a tremendous force. The citizens rush into their homes, as the windstorm tears down tree branches. Dust, debris, and clothing that was hanging out on lines, blows through the town. The royal guard approached the king and queen, "king Philip, the weather somehow has abruptly become dangerous. Fires are breaking out by the lightning. The wind is spreading the flames across the villages. Let alone, no rain is dropping, just lightning and wind!" The king responds, "It is the work of the gods. We have to let the villages in the outskirts burn, but send in soldiers to protect the castle, the nobles in the town inside of the walls of the castle, and the outer villages. Let the other towns burn." king Philip kisses his wife, then says, "Marie, the chef has finished cooking our dinner." They walked down the stairs, then entered the dining room, and sit down. The soldiers rush around to put out the fires breaking out across the land, two soldiers are talking to each other, the one on the left says, "It feels weird out here. I don't know why but it seems like a black fog is descending upon our kingdom. Everything is chaotic now, never in my life have I witnessed something as disastrous as this." The other soldier replied, "I can agree that it is a little odd, but I think when I was a little kid, maybe something like this has happened. I don't believe that this is as strange as it may look." After a few hours, a downpour of rain fell from the dark clouds helping the fires to dissipate. The villages around the outskirts begin to recover as their friends, family and others lay scorched in their homes, stores, and on the streets. The villagers help to gather the corpses, placing the bodies on carts, and having the horses pull the corpses to a graveyard. They bury the corpses, and have a mass funeral service for those who were unable to survive the storm. The clouds dissipate, and a black horse rides off into the darkness of the forest.
A man dressed in posh clothes is encountered by another man on a black horse. The man says"Brett, you now have an army." Then rode off. Brett goes to the villages surrounding the inner castle and inner villages. He approached each village leader and preached the same plea, "The king and queen have betrayed you all! It is time to overthrow the Monarchy and bring in a new ruler! I am raising an Army to overthrow the tyrannical rulers. No more will you suffer from their oppression, as I will unite the villages and free you from your current suffering, caused by the failed rulers of this kingdom. I promise to subsidize you for the crimes they have committed, and bring about an era of prosperity through taking the money and resources that the elites stole and pay you back for their misdeeds. Look at the building, and houses collapsing from the storm and the loss of friends and family, loved ones still warm and not yet buried or found. They failed you all, they failed me, they need to be punished for this! Meet me at this location, if you want to fight for me!" He pointed to an area located deep in the woods, an area lacking trees but surrounded by the forest treeline. Brett heads up to the castle courtyard as a group of his fellow royal guards approached him, "The king suspects you of committing treason. It has been reported by some scouts that you are building an Army to overthrow the king and queen." They arrested Brett and threw him into the dungeon in the basement of the castle. The dark figure emerged from the shadows, touched the iron bars, turning them into mist. Brett walked out of the jail cell and says, "Thank you. Now I can free these people here. They should be able to help me." The man says to him, "Touch my hand, I will give you a gift that should make them trust you more closely. The gift is only temporary and may one day be taken back, by my or his will." Brett grasped the man's hand, a strange surge shoot threw his body, "I feel weird. I don't know why, or what, but different." The man says, "In time all will be revealed, just touch these bars, and you can free the others. There is more granted, but you must not disobey the orders from him. If you betray him, you will be-not slain but tortured by his hands until he is no longer amused." The man vanishes into the shadows of the dungeon as Brett frees the entire prison population. Guards attack Brett, but their weapons go right through him, as if he is an apparition of black smoke. Brett says to himself, "He turned me into the black mist, yet I still have my physical body. I guess they really do want me to be the ruler here." Brett picked up the guard's sword and began to cut his way through the prison guards.
The prisoners escaped to the surface and fought their way out of the city. Brett escorted them to the rendezvous point, he then headed back to the villages and says to the villagers, "Look, I am the chosen one! See me turn objects, and myself into a mist. Cut me, try to injure me! You cannot harm me, for I am the chosen one! Fight alongside me, let's take the king and queen down! I will do everything that I promised before, for I am your ally." Brett wandered off into the woods. A week later over ten thousand of the villagers arrived at the rendezvous point. Brett smiles, "By next week we will ambush the castle and take over the kingdom. Those who fight loyally by my side will be granted higher authority in my court! Those who betray me, will be left to rot." A week passed by, they charged through the castle walls, with Brett using his black mist powers to turn objects into specters of themselves. Brett learns that he can soar through the sky as if he is floating on air, and can rip out enemy hearts, lungs, spines, and other things by controlling his new abilities. He gloats, "Ha, I am unstoppable, I am an all powerful being. I am the chosen one! I am the chosen one! I am the most powerful king on the planet! No one can stop me. I am going to conquer the world. It is mine for the taking. I am! The chosen one!" A darkness falls over the kingdom as the king and queen are beheaded by Brett. A few minuyes passed by, Brett sits down on the throne as he stares at his subjects bowing down, "All hail king Brett Travosita. Chosen by the gods, and the one to unite the people. We will serve you faithfully." The new royal guards lift up their heads and say, "King Travosita will be the king of the people. We stand by his side as he has proven to be the vessel of the gods themselves. Disobeying the king is disobeying the gods, his word is theirs!" The subjects leave the castle and head back to their villages. Brett goes into the king's bedroom, "This power allowed me to control a thirty meter radius. I could maintain who and what can become ethereal like a spirit. I was able to turn things into solid and gas-like objects. Although, I can't use it too long or I temporarily lose it for thirty seconds, I guess because it's not actually mine. I wonder if long term use might weaken my stamina, I need to practice, in order to figure out the pros and cons of my powers." Brett blows out the candles and rests for the night.
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