In a faraway kingdom filled with endless play circles, two female mortals sought the wisdom of one powerful medium called Marzar to make their relatives great kings.
The first, A-star, sought guidance for her husband. Marzar told her that he could ascend to the throne only if he refrained from drinking bullcallcall—a potent local brew. The warning was clear: if he touches beer, he will fall from grace and lose the throne.
At first, the man obeyed and became king. But temptation soon won. One secret sip turned into many, and with the beer came chaos—uncontrolled cadres, rampant theft, corruption, and terrible leadership. As the medium had foretold, within 7 years he had lost the throne.
The second mortal, Mooteatar, determined not to repeat the mistakes of the past, sought counsel from the same medium, Marzar. This time, the advice was stricter: Your husband must avoid the old king’s ways at all costs. He must steer clear of corruption and never touch anything used by the former king without gloves—no chairs, no spoons, no beds. He must not even sleep in the ex-king’s palace lest he only rule for 5 years. Even his indunas must remain corruption-free, or his reign will be short-lived.
The new king took this to heart, avoiding every trace of his predecessor as though it carried a curse. He ruled in isolation, consulting only himself, carefully curating a reputation of one-man rule. But there was a catch—his indunas had not been briefed on the rules. They insisted he move into the new palace, mocked the old king, stirred trouble, and indulged in corruption as if it were a sport.
Though the king only blundered by trying to rewrite the constitution, it was his indunas’ reckless behavior that spoiled it all. He seemed impotent, refusing to wear the gloves needed to discipline his wayward officials. On the rare occasions he did, the order was restored—but those moments were fleeting.
The people of the kingdom watched and murmured, Will the king survive this mess, or is this just another royal disaster in the making? They began to wonder: Are political leaders, past and present, merely different actors in the same play circle? Unbeknownst to all, the ex-king had stolen the gloves long ago and was regrouping using the Tall Say Alliance.
The first, A-star, sought guidance for her husband. Marzar told her that he could ascend to the throne only if he refrained from drinking bullcallcall—a potent local brew. The warning was clear: if he touches beer, he will fall from grace and lose the throne.
At first, the man obeyed and became king. But temptation soon won. One secret sip turned into many, and with the beer came chaos—uncontrolled cadres, rampant theft, corruption, and terrible leadership. As the medium had foretold, within 7 years he had lost the throne.
The second mortal, Mooteatar, determined not to repeat the mistakes of the past, sought counsel from the same medium, Marzar. This time, the advice was stricter: Your husband must avoid the old king’s ways at all costs. He must steer clear of corruption and never touch anything used by the former king without gloves—no chairs, no spoons, no beds. He must not even sleep in the ex-king’s palace lest he only rule for 5 years. Even his indunas must remain corruption-free, or his reign will be short-lived.
The new king took this to heart, avoiding every trace of his predecessor as though it carried a curse. He ruled in isolation, consulting only himself, carefully curating a reputation of one-man rule. But there was a catch—his indunas had not been briefed on the rules. They insisted he move into the new palace, mocked the old king, stirred trouble, and indulged in corruption as if it were a sport.
Though the king only blundered by trying to rewrite the constitution, it was his indunas’ reckless behavior that spoiled it all. He seemed impotent, refusing to wear the gloves needed to discipline his wayward officials. On the rare occasions he did, the order was restored—but those moments were fleeting.
The people of the kingdom watched and murmured, Will the king survive this mess, or is this just another royal disaster in the making? They began to wonder: Are political leaders, past and present, merely different actors in the same play circle? Unbeknownst to all, the ex-king had stolen the gloves long ago and was regrouping using the Tall Say Alliance.
