10. The day after

The day after what had transpired the three little munchkins decided to spend their time at home, no more going out for this weekend they were too exhausted. Boss was fine but he played along.

Meanwhile, a few certain people aren’t as relaxed.

“You’ve called your Majesty?” A silhouette appeared beside the king, their appearance hidden behind a veil obscuring their hair and eyes.

“Jester, do you know what the state of Zeldova is like after these past two years?” The king sighed. His appearance was that of an early 40-year-old man, with deep purple eye and silver hair.

The war took a toll on the population of his country with the destruction of half his military forces. The group of the 20 most powerful Exotics at his command half, lost their lives. The once prosperous kingdom of Zeldova that was growing with momentum with each year better than the previous, stagnated.

“If only we were given a few more years to build up our power.” His eyes closed lamenting the possibility.

“Day by day, our men collected Rainbow Stones to progressively get stronger. We had a monopoly sure, but we didn’t prohibit trade. Their jealousy and greed at what we were becoming started this damn war.” He continued seemingly becoming more enraged.

“Those damn Vistas!” The king shouted in complete anger, he knew what his kingdom and this country could’ve become if he was only given a few more years.

“We lost everything in this war!” He bellowed, in the war the Kingdom of Zeldova was on the winning front pushing back the Tillowisk Empire into their own country.

“If it wasn’t for the Church of Future fucking Heaven and Shit Haven’s Emissaries, we could’ve annihilated that fucking empire to the ground.” Seething with rage the force of gravity within the entire palace doubled. Those with weak constitution dropped to the ground as the gravitational pressure kept increasing.

“We won, while they retreated, and they got all the freaking benefit?” He recalled the situation with the planet’s dispersal. The dispersal occurred in the region of the Tillowisk Empire leading to plentiful and bountiful harvest of plants and animals for the past two years.

“Your Majesty, the people.” Jester interrupted reminding the King that his power was literally squishing everyone into paste if he didn’t stop.

The gravitational force within the palace receded as everyone who felt it regained their senses. There were minor injuries as everyone within the palace buckled to the king’s rage.

Blam

The door to the King’s chambers exploded wide open as a teenager around the age of 13 rushed in.

“Father, are you alright?” The youngest prince of three walked in dressed in a flaming red robe with the insignia of a phoenix. He had piercing blue eyes and Magenta hair; his demeanor was calm and commanding.

Seeing the teenager walk in the once angry king calmed down. “Jayce, you should be training with your master right now. Why are you here?”

“I felt your anger and immediately rushed over, remember what happened last time?” Jayce Masters said reminding his father about the time he turned some people to paste. They had to remove every normal person from the palace because of this.

Cough

The king faked a cough in embarrassment as he continued.

“Every day, our people are people are working hard mining Rainbow Stones and farming to stay alive. Yet, those damn Vistas crawled back to their country with their tail tucked between their legs and now they’re enjoying the planet’s energy for themselves.” He was grinding his teeth still enraged.

“They’re gaining in power too fast; we need to deter them; a second war is the last thing we want.” The king stated concern.

“Father, I spoke to Jester and Master about this, I think we have a plan” Jayce calmly replied as the door to the palace slowly reassembled back in place before closing.

“Your Majesty, we need assistance!” The commanding knight knelt in front of the King. His entire body covered in bright silver-plated armor.

“What is it this time?” King Tyran Vista hissed. He was a man in his late 50s with light blue eyes and same colored hair adorned in a kingly yellow robe with an insignia of a pale blue dragon.

The amount of time soldiers came asking for assistance has gone through the roof since the war ended. The Tillowisk Empire suffered major casualty during the war, losing 10 men to every 1 that they had killed.

“We need more people, the animals are growing and reproducing at an alarming pace, we aren’t sure when we can keep them at bay!” The commanding knight stated.

During the war they waged against the Kingdom of Zeldova, they suffered a massive defeat retreating to their continent. It was thanks to the Church of Future Heaven and Church of Safe Haven that they didn’t completely get annihilated by Zeldova. However, the amount of abled men they have at this moment is only double of Zeldova’s.

“Damn it! If it wasn’t for that damn Baroque and his stupid country! Why the hell did he have to find Rainbow Stones!? I wouldn’t have started this war and lost this many people!” King Tyran completely blamed King Baroque for his current predicament.

“What about the two Churches what are they doing?” He remembered the Emissaries the Church brought over to inspect the location of the dispersal.

“They said every Emissaries’ objectives is the dispersal, they won’t lend their members to us for population control.” The commanding knight replied through gritted teeth.

“Damn! Damn! DAMN!!! Where am I supposed to get more people!?” The king roared to the heavens shaking the entire location bursting eardrums in the process.

Those within the palace knows of the King’s powers so they always walk around with their ears completely protected. However, the vibrating frequency wave through the air can still cause those with weaker constitution to explode.

“Oh, wait I know! How long can we hold out?” The king glanced over to the knight.

“Sir, it’ll be less than 5 years for the balance to shift, 10 years before we’re completely overwhelmed!” The commanding knight replied.

“I think I know what we should do! Call Cerulean over!” He shouted in the air. The knight stood in place because the voice was loud enough to call her over.

“You called, father?” Cerulean walked in with brisk pace, she is a girl around the age of 13 with long pink hair and bright blue eyes. She asked with earmuffs on.

“It’s time for you go to school.” King Tyran said.

“Hm?” She replied forgetting she had earmuffs on.

“It’s time for you go to SCHOOL!” He shouted louder causing her to nod her head this time acknowledging that she had heard.

“Michael, do you know your mission?” The Pope asked the weary looking young man in front of him. A few days had passed since the Pope requested Michael to escort Julie to the Tillowisk Empire and see if she could learn anything from the dispersal.

At first Michael was excited that he could finally take Julie out and away from the grasp of the Church that he didn’t sleep the first night thinking about the fun he’ll have with her. However, on the second night he began to worry about the situation, the Pope wouldn’t just let him and her walk around freely, he’d definitely have people watch over them from somewhere, right?

For three straight nights Michael only had less than an hour of sleep due to constant worrying. The dark bags underneath his eyes as he knelt in front of the Pope weighed heavily upon his face.

Michael could only dazedly nod his head in understanding as his eyes grew heavier and heavier.

The Pope turned his head towards the young man knelt before him and closed his eyes, a warm stream of white light flowed towards the direction of Michael instantly waking him up with a shudder.

“Michael Halloway, you will take Julie Chartreuse to the Tillowisk Empire starting tomorrow morning. I won’t assist you two on you way there so do your best to survive.” The Pope said, completely leaving their faith to the Heavens.

Michael finally broke out of his dazed stupor as his entire body felt refreshed and energized.

“But your Holiness, who will look after you if I’m gone?” Michael played along. He didn’t believe there would be no one trailing him.

“Don’t worry about me, Michael.” The Pope replied leaving Michael with no ounce for rebuttal.

“Yes, your Holiness” Michael got up by the command of the Pope as he made his way to the door. After closing the door, he walked a short distance away before he had to go inform Julie.

Practically skipping towards her Michael had an excited childish smile on his face.

The Pope remained motionless on his throne as he closed his eyes. A minute later cold sweat and heavy breathing covered the Pope’s body as he tried to calm himself down. His head turned to look up at the stained-glass pattern overhead. A sign of fatigue can be seen on his face as he slowly closed his eyes again as he waited for the townspeople to arrive.

Awoke from her nap the woman headed towards the cafeteria for status report and information.

“Commander!”

“Boss”

“Queen”

“King”

A bunch of titles were thrown around as the woman entered the restaurant onboard and opened the door. Everyone within the restaurant immediately stood in attention as she made way through her choice of food and onto a table.

While eating the food she motioned one of the men over. It was the same bald gentlemanly mustached man with the body the size of a bear.

“Status report.”

“We’ve followed other Boss into the wormhole and found the planet that he’s currently residing in. His powers… insignificant.” The gentlemanly mustached man said.

“Hm, should I blow up the planet and forcefully drag him back?” She muttered to herself. Those around her shuddered at the words, if it wasn’t for her cruelty only directed towards her enemies, they would have really tried to stop her.

“We’re on standby outside, neighboring their galaxy. It doesn’t seem like he’ll be leaving the planet anytime soon” The mustached man continued.

“Oh? Aren’t we too close?”

“We’re waiting for your decision on the matter.”

“I see.”

“The planet he landed on is separated 90% water and 10% land, there’s three giant continents circling the globe with the North and South pole covered in ice.”

“Mhm.” She continued to eat her food waiting for him to continue.

“However, that’s not why he won’t be leaving soon, this planet is capable of evolving!” The mustached man said with glee. Owning a planet and all its inhabitants meant that they’ll be able to have more powerful personnel added to their crew once the evolution is complete.

“Oh? You’re saying there’s potential for him to be in danger?” She replied nonchalantly.

“Yes! Luckily we’re here first so he won’t be in danger.” The mustached man said.

“Well, if that’s the case, we’re going on vacation. How about the Planet Labelle?” She asked her group of soldiers. Planet Labelle is the best-known vacation planet where every advance civilization would go to in order to spend their time.

“I want to visit Planet Lark I’ve heard the creatures there provide excellent training!” Another soldier interjected, he was similar in stature as the mustached man, but if one was a bear the other would be a tiger.

“Labelle!”

“Lark!”

The entire crew of 200 immortals divided their answers. One half wanted to train themselves and become even stronger, the other wanted to relax. Knowing that their Boss has the final say they could only stare at her and praise the two planets.

Finishing the food and placing her utensils down she decided that they will go to Planet Lark first for training, then to Planet Labelle for rest and relaxation. This resulted in a resounding amount of applause and roaring from the crewmembers.

The galactic ship they were on vanished from the outskirt of the galaxy without a trace leaving only some high energy residue behind.

Meanwhile a certain other Boss of theirs felt a chill crawl up his spine.