rise again

“I request a rank as your master of slaves and ceremonies.” He spoke, his voice gentle yet commanding as he addressed his sister. He cut an intimidating figure and felt he deserved an intimidating rank, he looked at the copper female with a wry grin, a malicious glint in his eye as he began to form plans for her and the other slaves they would acquire in time.

He sat back on his haunches, looking over the rest of his family; their empire their kingdom, the world would come to fear the name Klein and the gods themselves wouldn’t be able to stop them.

Speaking  Thinking you