Far from Kron, on a planet known as Dungeonon, lawbreakers were held captive. In the most secure prison of Dungeonon stood Trivia. He was tall and broad-shouldered, with a menacing presence that dominated the room. His sharp features were accentuated by a well-groomed beard and piercing eyes that seemed to see right through anyone.
Dressed in dark armor that exuded power and authority, with metal boots that echoed with every step, Trivia embodied strength and confidence. He was a force to be reckoned with, standing in the dark, oppressive prison. His mind was consumed with thoughts of revenge, and the air was thick with his palpable anger and bitterness. Clenching his fists, he meticulously planned his retribution against those who had wronged him. His eyes burned with fierce determination, imagining the satisfaction of vengeance.
The prison was silent, broken only by the sound of his ragged breathing and the pounding of his heart.
"Elvis is now asleep. It's time for me to strike," Trivia thought to himself. "My little brother is no match for me."
Determined to achieve the vengeance he craved, Trivia stood tall as trembling guards brought him his dinner, avoiding eye contact. Though they kept their distance, the moment they dropped the meal and looked up, Trivia was right in front of them, his gaze penetrating their very souls.
With lightning speed, Trivia's hand shot out, seizing one guard by the throat while the other fled to summon backup. The captured guard dropped his weapon and let out a strangled cry as Trivia lifted him off his feet. In an instant, Trivia snapped the guard's neck, dropping his lifeless body to the ground, his eyes blazing with fury.
The prison quaked as Trivia stomped his feet, his eyes glowing with rage. With a roar, he tore apart the bars of his cell as if they were paper. Guards poured in from all sides, but he brushed them aside like flies, sending them hurtling through the air with powerful blasts.
With a single leap, Trivia burst through the prison walls, the force of his impact leveling the entire structure. He soared into the sky, lasers blasting from his palms and cutting through the clouds like a hot knife through butter. The guards below watched in horror as Trivia disappeared into the distance, leaving a trail of destruction in his wake.
"Now that I'm out of Dungeonon, it's time to reclaim what's mine. By sunrise, I'll pay a visit to Kron," Trivia declared.
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Back in Kron, Lucas sat on his throne, surrounded by guards. As the new king, he pondered how to move Kron forward and the prolonged slumber of his father. Feeling restless, he decided to take a walk around the castle. Everyone who saw him bowed and addressed him as "Your Majesty."
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning struck, and Axiel appeared beside Lucas.
"Nice entrance," Lucas said.
Axiel bowed his head and greeted, "Your Majesty," with a chuckle.
"You can just call me by my name," Lucas said. "Besides, I know you're joking."
Axiel laughed. "You will always be Lucas to me, king or not."
Lucas looked up and saw Primage, the general of the Kronax armies, riding a flying griffin toward them.
"King Lucas, a prisoner of great strength has escaped from our most secure facility and breached Kron's planetary shield! Reports indicate that the prisoner is heading our way at an alarming pace. We must act swiftly to protect our planet from this imminent threat!" Primage reported.
"Give me details about this prisoner," Lucas asked.
"He has been in prison even before I was born. He is said to be the most powerful prisoner in Dungeonon," Primage replied.
"What's his name?" Lucas inquired.
"It's your brother, Trivia," Primage answered.
"What! I need to meet him immediately," Lucas said.
"Be careful," Primage cautioned.
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After escaping the prison, Trivia blasted off into space, his mind set on reclaiming what he believed was his. He found Kron, a distant blue planet, surrounded by a shimmering energy shield. Trivia descended upon the planet, unleashing his power on the shield, shattering it like glass. He then stepped onto the surface of Kron.
An army of thousands, with horses, chariots, and weapons commanded by Lucas, stormed out of the castle to confront Trivia. In a display of godlike power, Trivia took to the sky, roaring a battle cry that shook the planet. With a gesture, he sent shockwaves across the battlefield, scattering soldiers and deflecting their weapons with his impenetrable shield.
"Bow before me or face destruction!" Lucas shouted, his voice booming across the battlefield.
"No one will bow to you," Axiel stepped forward, his body crackling with lightning. He was tall and imposing, with sharp features and eyes blazing with power. Two axes hung behind his back.
"And who is this rat?" Trivia mocked.
"You will not have this planet!" Axiel bellowed. "The people will not suffer under your rule!"
Trivia laughed mockingly. "And what will you do to stop me? You are nothing but a spark in the darkness," he taunted.
Axiel's eyes narrowed. With a deafening cry, he unleashed lightning bolts, striking the ground around Trivia with such force that a crater formed.
Trivia smirked, unfazed. "Pathetic," he spat. "I am not some peasant to be cowed by your theatrics."
Axiel, enraged, roared, gathering his power. The air vibrated with the raw strength of his attack. With a deafening crack, a lightning bolt as wide as a house struck Trivia, who let out a cry of pain.
When the smoke cleared, Trivia stood, breathing heavily with a smirk, having absorbed all the lightning energy. "Is that all you have?" he taunted. "Perhaps it's time you learned your place."
Trivia dashed towards Axiel, delivering a powerful punch to his stomach, sending him tumbling through the air. Axiel struggled to his feet and unleashed another volley of lightning bolts, faster and more powerful. But Trivia deflected each bolt, sending them careening off in random directions, narrowly missing the soldiers below.
Axiel gasped, realizing he was no match for Trivia's power. Just as Trivia was about to strike again, his eyes locked onto Lucas, clad in golden armor, floating towards him.
In a surprisingly warm tone, Lucas greeted, "Trivia, it's good to see you home," landing opposite Trivia.
"Cut the crap, Lucas. You were just a baby when I was imprisoned, but now I see you've grown into a man. Let's see how much of a man you are," Trivia said, charging up his energy to strike.
Lucas, not wanting to fight, pleaded, "Please, brother, let's not do this. Let's end this peacefully. Father would never have wanted us to fight; he loved us both."
"Love?" Trivia scoffed. "Our father knew nothing of love. He loved only his power. When I was supposed to be king, he saw me as a threat, so he cast me out and made you his heir. You were just a baby, yet he chose you over me. You are not fit to be king!" Trivia's eyes were cold and unforgiving. "Now I've come to take my rightful place as king."
With a sudden, forceful gesture, Trivia lunged at Lucas, but just as he was about to land a blow, a piercing pain shot through his head, causing him to release Lucas and scream in agony.
Through the blinding pain, Trivia heard Owen's voice. "Your father never wanted this, but you leave me no choice."
Trivia struggled against the force overpowering his mind, but it was futile. Owen's influence pinned him down, draining his strength. "It was easy to control you, Trivia," Owen taunted. "Your strength was impressive, but your arrogance blinded you to the danger."
Soldiers, led by Axiel, approached and bound Trivia in chains, hauling him away.
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