Wet Powerful Goddess: Turning Back Time.

Tyrant of the Kingdom of Lunaria.

 

In a faraway kingdom, a great ruler resides. His reign crosses every boundary and village alike. He’s known far and wide for his absolute tyranny, the people within his kingdom, are enslaved. Consequently, no one has the power to stop him.  The great Ruler, King David, trots his way into uncharted territory, deep within an entangled wood. The night is crisp, his wraps aren’t enough to fight the cold night. He’s ordered his soldiers to stay behind. He lays beside his horse to keep warm, drifting to sleep.  Meanwhile, a wet powerful goddess makes her way near.

Wet powerful Goddess Chao, ruler of the cosmos.

Legend calls her Chao. She is a loving enchantress, but can be harmful, in many ways. Chao nears the sleeping King, she presses her frozen hand against his warm cheek. King David awakes startled and afraid, he immediately pulls out his sword and faces it in her direction. “State your business enchantress.”

” You are in my woods, traveler…”

“You will direct me as King David, servant! Bow down!” He forces her to hand over her Emerald Amulet, withholding all her current power. Chao, the wet powerful goddess, hands it over without force. He proudly places the amulet around his neck to shrink the enchantress a mere two inches off the ground.

A hurdling reality.

Then, King David orders her to exile, never to return again. He continues his journey onwards, forcing his way deeper into the woods. He estimates the travel for three days time to reach the next village. Surely, he feels victory overcoming him. The King and his Steed stop to set up camp by a lake cove. The waves have settled, and the moon is bright and round. As he lay by the scorching fire, he drifts asleep for the night, without a worry that the wet powerful goddess, will find him and make him pay for what he’s done.

The stripped woods blow against the current, and the twigs crack and fall onto the campground. For this reason, the King awakes, and looks around… he just awoke from a frightful dream. Thus, he begins his rounds to make sure the camp is clear of invaders. What he forgot is that the enchantress’s powers not only stem from the amulet but from her supernatural abilities gifted at birth. Also, at almost three centimeters off the ground, it’s hard for anyone to spot you. Therefore, the miniature enchantress sneaks in, taking her amulet back. Surely, he shouldn’t have left it by the fire.

The wet powerful Goddess reaps havoc on her prey.

So tall and grand the wet powerful Goddess waits as the King makes his way back to camp. She stands with fire roaring behind her spine, furiously looking at the King who is approaching her, pointing his sword, yet again. She laughs, “You will pay for what you’ve done. From now on, no one will ever be able to find you, your rule is over, and you shall be my slave for all of eternity.” The enchantress wields her powers and turns the frightened and pleading king into a small, itty bitty, microscopic, worthless little man. Even a cockroach is bigger than him now.

The enchantress locks him in a cage and laughs at the poor miniature peasant. From here on out, she’ll be his permanent seductive stern mistress. She takes him back to her Castle in the woods. He now lives there, in view of the wet powerful goddess at all times. He lives locked in a cage that’s hung from the ceiling top. She pokes and prods him. He is now her peasant forever, he lives by her word. When he’s out of line, she pulls him out of his cage, squishing him in between the palms of her hands. Stepping on him until his bones begin to shatter. Flicking him so he can learn to fly, haha.

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