"Humans - - do you know about what controls your world?" the magic god posed an interesting question to the generals who sat on a white violet floor.
"" - - No, "" the two spoke almost immediately.
"It's emotions," though the man dressed in white was chained, he spoke calmly as if he was a teacher of psychology.
"" Emotions? "" the two generals were puzzled.
"Yes..." answered the magic god.
"" Why? ""
"The Empire of Crote, The Demon Capital of Zerin and even The Kingdom of Vartila - - - - are all going to face doom because of emotions."
"Even if you ally yourselves in a mere speck of time - - -" he continued as the generals waited for the already deduced conclusion.
"Betrayal will come forth - - - but the only option to render your doom is--"
"One Kingdom must control all."
"And the ruler of that Kingdom will be - - -"
'Who?? "the generals wanted to know who would stop the endless cycle of slaughter.
" Aine Vartilla. "
""... ""
The two generals found themselves back into reality.
"" What is this? "" they couldn't move their bodies.
"It seems what Thomas told me was right," Aine spoke while he held the black pistol given to him by Julia, his first fiancée.
"Sire," Keith who had control of his body, gazed upon this scene with a lost expression.
'Why aren't their bodies moving. "
' One of the powers of a magic god - - - the power to cease a person's time," he had figured it out - - - after all he was a child of the empire.
"Don't worry generals - - you will regain control of your body in a few minutes," he spoke as he lifted the almighty gun towards the sun.
'A Gun of Magic was what Thomas told me to call it.'
'Or should I call it....'
"Your Majesty - - - can you please end the fight," Keith spoke as he had finished climbing down the tree.
"Lets go eat something," Aine spoke as his stomach growled given that they had forgotten to eat ever since their return.
"Okay," Keith was hungry too.
As they walked - - Aine stopped and spoke;
"I will kill you if I find out you are in contact with the empire's higher ups," both Aine and Keith continued walking leaving the two traitorous generals still paralyzed.
As they entered the halls of the royal palace, Keith had a suspicion;
'That gun...'
His king had become one of the seven individuals that wield the guns of the magic gods.
A/N Quintelight here : The newly prepared illustration is set to release in the next chapter.