" Hey Wei Ming, do you mind helping me with this?" A man in his seventies struggles as he tries to keep a banner from falling down.

This man was the president of the most powerful organization in Delta city, and he was trying to hang up a banner with welcome and smiley faces on it.

Wei Ming had came to work this morning and everything was normal until a letter arrived. During a very important meeting concerning the establishment of a new senior center, a staff had brought a plain looking envelope to Mr. President.

The minute Mr. President opened and read the letter, he immediately jumped up and hurriedly start shouting orders to decorate and glam up the building.

Wei Ming still have no idea what the content of the letter was, all he know is that he was tasked with mopping the 64th floor the the headquarter because the rest of the staffs were busy with the other 63 floors.

Wei Ming proceeds to help Mr. President with the banner, completing the last of the decorations for the top floor.

"Mr.President" Wei Ming said calmly " just exactly why are we doing this?"

They had work to get done. Plans to approve of! Why are they wasting time here decorating very single god damn floor of this building?

Mr. President took out a checkered handkerchief and wiped his forehead.

" Why we are welcoming the king of the city back! The hero that saved this city!"

Wei Ming was confused.

"Ah! I should go get myself ready. Meet up on the bottom floor looking your sharpest!"

Wei Ming could only stare as the President rushed down the hall in excitement.

"... since when the hell was there a king?"

Although Wei Ming respected Mr. President, he cannot but think he has gone a little crazy.

' Did he get tricked by a conman?' Wei Ming was very, very worried.

Every boy, girl, men, and women know the basic history of how Delta city came to be.

Once upon a time there was many cities in the world. Then woosh- mutant plants, animals, rocks, really just about anything starts appearing all over the cities. Overnight many cities collapsed and millions died.

But there was one city that survived. For some reason, the land that the city was on remained normal and even better, untouchable to the mutated. Immediately the citizens of the city barricade themselves from the world. The citizens of the city went on with their life, prospered, becoming the Delta city today.

Wei Ming frowns. This is common knowledge! It's taught in every school as history, everyone knows it.

Before and after Delta city barricade itself, it was a democratic society, so who is this king that Mr. President speaks of?

Finishing the last of the cleaning, Wei Ming took the elevator down the the first floor. When the door opened, he was met with the sight of red carpets, rose petals, and staff workers in an orderly line. In the very front was a very groomed Mr. President holding glow sticks with the most serious face.

Whoever this person was, Wei Ming was starting to feel sorry for him.