Merchent343's Short Stories

King Sombra was in pain.

"Get out of my head, infernal Crystals." He growled. "I need your advice no longer. The Crystal Empire is back, and it shall be mine."

You can't

You wouldn't

You never could

We don't think you can It would destroy you

Impossible

*Unthinkable

You couldn't*

Really? You're doing this now?

I can't believe you!

You always needed our help before!

You will not deny us!

Sombra recoiled as if struck: The Voices would not be denied. He couldn't... They had given him everything. Ever since he touched them, he had risen from poor miner to ruler. So why was part of his mind still resisting.

Focus! A dozen voices screamed out at once, pushing his doubts deep into his soul. Yes, he would do everything they said. The Crystals and Voices were always right. Always right.

Sombra focus his energy, transforming his very being into a could of dark energy. He let out a massive road, shaking the countryside and echoing through the Crystal Empire.

Their King had returned.