10-24-2010, 04:52 PM
King nearly fell down in horror at the condition of his slaves. He wanted to cry once again, but before the sadness could turn into salty tears, it shifted. It began a fiery rage, and he looked up to the 'heavens.' Mother... he whispered in his mind, his feelings of honor, love, and respect turning into hatred. He didn't even greet any of the slaves, instead, he tried walking back into the main room, wanting to figure out a way back to Cassandra's world. He stopped though and looked at the pool, trying to use his power over this place to clean it, and to stop the light that shined into this room, hurting Shay. If it failed, he walked back into his room, needing to find a way out.
There is no such thing as a being of pure evil or pure good. We are all created with an equal chance of good or of evil.