May be disturbing for younger audiences. Mothos looked up the Dark Priest, as he was about to suffer more torture. "Today is my birthday!" the Dark Priest smiled. "2029 has just begun, and I am now 69 years old Mothos. I have decades of experience Mothos, in bending the wills of the people." "What does this have to do with me?" Mothos asked. "I need help." the Dark Priest replied. "To pacify the Uknowians and the Mothronite remnants, I need you to become my Governor. But obviously, that means rejecting Christianity altogether." "I can never do it." Mothos replied. "Oh?" The Dark Priest asked. "I'm sure you will change your mind. If you refuse, I will see to it that your children are given the slowest deaths possible right in front of your own eyes! And then I will set you free, with the guilt that you could be free, but have oofed your children." "I will never reject Jesus!" Mothos replied. The Dark Priest smiled. "Then you will pay for it!" Suddenly 4 Ugs came into the room. "What are you doing here?" The Dark Priest asked. "I didn't call you!" One of the 4 Ugs shot the Dark Priest in the chest, to Mothos' great surprise. "Go." the Ugs said. "We have decided to join Christianity. Get all the prisoners you can." They gathered all the prisoners, 42 in total, getting rid of guards along the way. They eventually stood outside, and they were upon the tallest mountain of kingdom, which was a thousand feet high. Suddenly Mothos felt pain in his lower back. He turned and to his horror, there stood a wounded Dark Priest, and the bodies of the 4 Ugs. He must have used a silencer on his gun. The freed prisoners stood frozen. The Dark Priest shot Mothos 4 times in the stomach. Mothos collapsed, and the Dark Priest walked up to him, clutching his own wound. "You think one gun wound will stop me?" The Dark Priest laughed. A cruel smile came up on his lips. Mothos didn't scream, though a monstrous pain was in his stomach from the 4 bullets that had came into him. Mothos noticed that the Dark Priest had gotten very close to the edge of the cliff. If he fell, it would seal his fate unquestionably. Mothos summoned all the strength within him left and kicked the Dark Priest. The Dark Priest cursed things I will not repeat, as he fell off the cliff, and he was dashed to pieces a thousand feet below. Mothos suddenly noticed that he had lost a lot of blood. His family came running to him. It soon hit Mothos hard. There was no way he could survive this. "Son." Mothos said to his 13 year old son. "You are now the King of Mothron. Do not my boy, listen to the philosiphies of evil. Do not let your works be done just to get love from the people. But let your works be done just to please GOD. Do what is right, and resist wrongdoing. Do not forget the Sogranists like many Superpowers have. Do not underestimate them, for they are like cunning vipers to seek not just to conquer the World, but to bend the wills of the nations. Resist their evil, give compassion to both those who are good and those who are bad. Be just, but be merciful. Be peaceful, but do not be passive when dark wars are brewing. Peace through strength. Peace through strength. Remember my son...remember..." Mothos faded away from this world. The Meccraferian Caliphate collapsed, for without the Dark Priest to guide them, they were powerless. The Dark Priest had also overrated his deception skills, as 2/3 of his active duty had inwardly vomited at his orders, and had defected to the Mothronite remnants. The Mothronite remnants seized power, and Mothron returned, with Mothos III as the new King. Casualties: During the reign of the Dark Priest (Christians): 120,000
Army of Orcs from Rings of Power Lord of the Rings for Meccraferian Chants
