The Kings and The Prince

A Story by Anthonio Joshua

Two brothers, raised together, lived together. Until envy and hatred came along. In the end? Love conquers all.

In the beginning, there were Two.

Two Siblings, Two Rulers...

Two Sons of The Universe.

The First, was named Darkness.
King of The Night.
The Blade of The Moon.
The Left Hand of The Universe.

The Second, was named Light.
Emperor of The Sun.
The Sword of The Noon.
The Right Hand of The Universe.

The Two grew up together...

Fought like brothers, learnt like brothers...

But as the time goes by, The Universe realized something.

...

There can't be Two Kings in His throne...

There can't be two successors!

So there He was...

Thinking... What should i do?

Darkness The First...

Greedy, hard-headed, short-tempered, but strict and assertive.

Light The Second...

Kind, warm, soft, but...

Hey... Wait a minute...

But what...?

Light had no weakness as far as The Universe concerned!

Right! He thought.

I've made a decision!

So... The Day had come!

The Coronation Day!

Proud and full of himself, Darkness The First came in...

Bravely, The Black Sword was swinging on his side...

Not far behind, was The Light.

Calm and composed, as usual, he walked.

The Golden Knives were dancing between his fingers.

No doubt on His mind, The Universe stood up.

Stars sprinkled down from His robe, winds came bringing Him The Staff.

The Kingdom Staff, the mark of The Ruler.

"Darkness! Light! My two sons!", he boomed.
"Come forward!"

Side by side, kneeled.

"Today, one of you will be crowned The King of Universe!
The Delight of The Day and The Terror of The Night!
He, whom i touched with The Staff, is our New King!"

Side by side, smiled.

Looked to the side, Darkness was.

Mouthed.

"The old man. Never get bored of his long speech."

Giggled, Light was.

Oh, never gets old Darkness' jokes were...

"And now! Stars up in the heaven!
Mountains and seas down in the earth!
All of you!
Behold!
Your New King!!!"

...

D... Dazed, he was...

I... I...

Wh... What...!?

WHAT'S HAPPENING HERE!?

Amazed were the people!

The Staff...

The Crown...

Was upon Light's head!

The Second son!

Sighed, Universe blinked...

"Darkness, Son..."

NO!

HE DIDN'T CARE AT ALL!

FURIOUS! FURIOUS!

HE STORMED OUT THE THRONE!

"F... Father...?"

Tired, he nodded.

"Come in, Light... Come in, Son..."

Gulped, he kneeled.

"Wh... Why me...?
Why not him?"

Shaking, his hand was...

Reaching out...

"Because you are worthier than him.
Accept it.
And one last thing...
Son..."

"Y... Yes, Father?"

One last look...

One last... Breath...

"Rule justly.
And... You know what to do with your brother."

The word spread fast...

The death of The King...

And the beginning of The New King's reign...

Sat there, he was...

Alone, in his own power...

In his own name!

Gritted his teeth, clenched hard his fists!

"I'm going to destroy everything!"

Angrily, he shouted!

Years passing by...

Silently, patiently he waited...

Until his sons were ready...

His own flesh and blood...

Here were their names...

Bitter... And Hurt...

"Now, the time has come!", he proclaimed!
"Together, my sons! Together we marched!
And i will regain MY THRONE!"

"Sir! Sir!"

...

"Yes?"

Breathing heavily, he was!

"Th... They're coming, Sir!
All of them!
They're at the gates!"

Gulped, they whispered one another...

"Wh... What should we do...?"

Stood up, The King had decided...

"I'll go."

"B... But, Sir...!"

"Son, come with me..."

"SIR!"

...

"Yes, Father..."

T.. There they were...

The Black Army!

The Sons of The Night...

And...

"Greetings, Brother."

Angrily! He spitted!
"Cut it already, King!
I've come to reclaim my throne!
And i'm giving you one last chance!
Give it to me, or i will take it myself!
With blood as my path...
YOUR BLOOD!!!"

Calmly, The King answered.

"No...
I will not let you take the throne of our Father."

Shaked uncontrollably, The Darkness was!

"THEN! YOU'VE CHOSEN YOUR FATE!
ATTACK...!"

"BUT!"

...

Silence fell all over the gate...

The King...

Had spoken!

"Here is my son.
My only son.
Take him."

...

T... The Darkness himself...

Froze...

"Y... You're trading you own son...
For the throne...?"

Stiffly, he nodded.

B... Blankly The Darkness stared...

A... And...

My goodness, he laughed!

Cold, creeping laughter that pierced through skin and bones!

"YOU'RE CRAZY, BROTHER!
YOU TRADE YOU OWN SON TO DEFEND YOUR THRONE!?
AND FATHER CALLED ME GREEDY!
AMAZING! AMAZING!
UNBELIEVABLE!
YOU'RE UNBELIEVA..."

S... Stopped he was...

There...

Right in front of him...

Innocent, peaceful, full of Light...

The Son of Light.

Came near, smiled.

"Hello Uncle."

This is not some random story...

This is not a legend either...

It really happened...

The Son of Light, who reunited The Two really exists.

With one tender touch, he wiped clean all hatred...