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Jinu opened his golden eyes, smirked, and stood up from the throne.
Below him, beyond the cliff in all directions, stretched a seemingly infinite crowd of demons.
They were his subjects now.
Which hadn’t been what he’d wanted, exactly… but Jinu had worn a mask all these long years. Surely he could keep it on for another five minutes.
He stood as straight and tall as he could. Arched one eyebrow arrogantly as he looked down at the hordes.
”I am your king now,” he said, injecting a cocktail of sinister charisma and royal smugness into his voice.
“Gwi-Ma has chosen me to rule over you. To go against me would be to go against him - and you all know what happens when you cross Gwi-Ma.”
There. The demonic blood coursing through his veins forced his voice to the farthest reaches of the realm, and every demon shrunk in fear at his words.
Jinu smirked again, his eyes flashing. He returned to his throne, casting a bored look out into space, wishing they would all leave and stop staring at him.
Not a very kingly thought, he knew.
Ah well. He would get the hang of it.