leaders must be replaced eventually. even the wisest kings cannot outsmart death. nor can even the strongest fight it and win. the time will come when a new king is crowned. in those days, they will seek escape, but in no way will they find it. it is as inevitable as breathing. the transition to an existence no longer bound by a physical body. they will continue to roam freely, able to keep exploring the world. but in no way can they interact with anything. nor can anyone see them. they can only watch as a new king takes a seat on their throne, wearing their crown. Crimson 1 let go of the stick, letting his ship dive toward Presidia, or what was left of it. and in his last moments before his plane blew up, he remembered how proud he once was, to be called a King.
Coronation - Jose Pavli truthmaldonaldo for the field grass, clouds, glare and sun f/s-15 and pw-mk.i by me
