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P365.

(770 rating)

In the far-off land of Imperia, there lived a jolly and kind-hearted emperor named Chris. He was a beloved ruler, known for his fairness and wisdom. However, what many people didn't know was that Emperor Chris had a secret weapon – his wife, Moro.

Moro was no ordinary empress; she was a powerful sorceress with a mischievous streak. Her favorite spell was one that allowed her to blast holes in the ground, much to the chagrin of anyone who happened to be standing nearby. But despite her penchant for causing a little chaos, Moro was devoted to her husband and eager to help him in any way she could.

Unfortunately, the couple had a formidable enemy – the dying tribunal, a group of ancient and powerful mages who were threatened by the rise of a new sorceress. They had vowed to destroy Moro and anyone who stood in their way.

One day, the dying tribunal launched a devastating attack on Imperia, using their dark magic to lay waste to the city. Emperor Chris and Moro fought bravely, but they were no match for the tribunal's power.

Just when all hope seemed lost, Moro remembered a powerful charm she had learned in her youth. It was a dangerous spell, one that could tear a hole in the very fabric of reality. But it was their only chance.

With a wave of her hand and a whispered incantation, Moro unleashed the charm. A blinding light filled the sky, and a massive hole opened up beneath the feet of the dying tribunal. They were sucked into the void, screaming in terror as they disappeared from sight.

The people of Imperia cheered as Moro and Emperor Chris emerged unscathed from the wreckage. The emperor hugged his wife tightly, tears of joy in his eyes.

'You saved us all, my love,' he said. 'I'm so grateful for your bravery and your power.'

Moro blushed at the compliment, but she couldn't help feeling a twinge of guilt. She knew that the charm she had used was not without consequences. In fact, it had created a dangerous rift in the ground that threatened to swallow up the entire city.

'We have to do something about this rift before it's too late,' Moro said, her voice filled with worry.

Emperor Chris nodded in agreement. 'We'll gather the best engineers and mages in the land to help us,' he said. 'Together, we'll find a way to repair the damage and make our city stronger than ever.'

And so, the people of Imperia set to work, repairing the damage caused by the dying tribunal and the reckless use of Moro's charm. It was a long and difficult process, but they were determined to make things right.

Meanwhile, Moro and Emperor Chris grew even closer, their love for each other stronger than ever. They spent their days ruling justly over Imperia and their nights laughing and enjoying each other's company.

But even as they basked in the joy of their victory, Moro couldn't shake the feeling that the dying tribunal wasn't truly gone. She knew that they were a cunning and dangerous enemy, one that would stop at nothing to destroy them.

Sure enough, months later, the dying tribunal returned, this time with a new and powerful ally – a dark sorcerer named Zoltar. Together, they launched an attack on Imperia that was even more devastating than the first.

Moro and Emperor Chris fought valiantly once again, but they were no match for Zoltar's dark magic. Just as all seemed lost, Moro remembered another charm – one that could banish Zoltar and the dying tribunal from Imperia forever.

With a cry of determination, Moro unleashed the charm. A bright light filled the air, and Zoltar and the dying tribunal were sent flying through the air, disappearing in a puff of smoke.

The people of Imperia cheered as Moro and Emperor Chris emerged victorious once again. But this time, Moro knew that they had truly won. The dying tribunal was gone for good, and the city was safe once and for all.

'I'm so proud of you, my love,' Emperor Chris said, wrapping Moro in a tight embrace. 'You're not just my wife, you're my partner, my equal in every way.'

Moro smiled, feeling happier than she ever had before. She knew that they would face many challenges together in the years to come, but as long as they had each other, they could conquer anything.

And so, Moro and Emperor Chris ruled over Imperia with love, wisdom, and just a little bit of magic. They were a formidable team, a force to be reckoned with. And they were happy, truly and deeply happy, for the rest of their days.

Elre: 38,794,318,561.06 x 1.14 = 44,225,523,159.60. tell

*****

P366.

(638 rating)

The Royal Palace of Cithaeron was in chaos. Not the kind of chaos you'd expect from an invasion, mind you. This kind of chaos involved a very confused Emperor, a rather irritated Empress, and a whole lot of bewildered lions.

Emperor Chris, otherwise known as the Mighty Lion of Cithaeron, stood in the throne room, his usually regal bearing replaced by a look of utter bewilderment. He was surrounded by a motley crew of what appeared to be lions, but they were woefully lacking in both mane and roar. They were, in fact, the result of a rather unfortunate spell cast by his wife, Hakufu Sonsaku.

Hakufu, a woman of unmatched strength and even more unmatched temper, was the Empress of Cithaeron. Her legendary martial prowess was matched only by her peculiar magic. Her spell, 'Send Away,' had a simple but devastating effect: it sent the target far, far away from the caster. And she was using it with the precision of a seasoned archer.

The problem was, the target wasn't the invading army. It was the invading army's leader, Altair, and she was sending him... well, nowhere in particular.

'Hakufu, what in the name of the Olympian Gods have you done?' Emperor Chris asked, his voice a strained whisper.

Hakufu, clad in her usual crimson armor, merely shrugged. 'They were trying to take over my kingdom, Chris. They deserved to be sent away.'

'They're not even real lions!' Chris exclaimed, gesturing to the confused creatures now milling around the throne room. 'They're just... men wearing lion costumes.'

'Details, details,' Hakufu dismissed, her gaze fixed on the balcony, where a confused Altair was desperately trying to figure out how he ended up in a random alleyway in a small village miles away from the palace.

The situation was further complicated by the presence of the dying Tribunal, a group of officials who had been trying to seize power for weeks. They had taken advantage of the chaotic situation to attempt a coup, only to find themselves equally bewildered by the sudden disappearance of their leader.

'This is an outrage!' The Tribunal's chief advisor, a man named Marcus, shrieked. 'We demand justice! Where is our leader? Where is Altair? Why are there lions in the throne room?'

'Because my wife sent them away,' Chris explained, his voice barely above a murmur.

'Your wife? What is this, some kind of sorcery?' Marcus was close to losing his mind.

'It is,' Hakufu confirmed, a dangerous gleam in her eye. 'And I can assure you, if you try to seize power, you'll be sent away too.'

The Tribunal, already reeling from the bizarre events, realized they were outmatched. They had underestimated the power of Hakufu's magic and the absurdity of the situation. Their coup, fueled by ambition and greed, had been thwarted by the most unexpected of allies: a lion-loving Empress with a penchant for sending people away.

As the Tribunal retreated, defeated and bewildered, Hakufu turned to Chris. 'What are we going to do about those 'lions'?'

'I think we should hire them as palace guards,' Chris said, a faint smile playing on his lips. 'They're quite good at causing confusion, which is a valuable skill in a palace.'

Hakufu, ever the pragmatist, nodded. 'Good idea. And we might as well send those real lions away too. They were starting to get on my nerves.'

And so, the throne room, with its lion-clad men and the confused Emperor and Empress, became the scene of a strange, bewildering, and ultimately hilarious victory. Hakufu's magic, as quirky as it was, had turned enemies into laughingstocks and a coup into a comedy of errors.

The Lions of Cithaeron, both real and fake, might have been sent away, but the story of Hakufu's magic and the Emperor's bewilderment would be told for generations to come, a testament to the absurdity that can sometimes be found in the most serious of situations.

Elre: 44,225,523,159.60 x 1.12 = 49,532,585,938.76. Zeus

*****

P367.

(673 rating)

Title: 'The Gravity of Love and Laughter'

Once upon a time, in the fantastical kingdom of Emporia, lived Emperor Chris and his lovely wife, Kotoko Iwanaga. Kotoko was no ordinary emperor's wife; she had a unique magical gift. She could cast a spell that caused objects to fall or move downwards, a power that came in handy more often than not.

Emperor Chris and Kotoko were incredibly popular among their subjects, known for their kindness and the hilarious antics that often unfolded due to Kotoko's peculiar magical abilities. Their life was a spectacle of comedic mishaps and hearty laughter, but it was not without its fair share of challenges.

Their most notable adversaries were the Dying Tribunal, a group of old, grumpy sorcerers who sought to take over the kingdom and rule with an iron fist. They were particularly envious of Kotoko's powers and sought to steal her abilities.

Another nuisance was the infamous Yogiri, a self-proclaimed magician who claimed to be more powerful than Kotoko. He often tried to disrupt their lives, but his plans usually ended up backfiring spectacularly, providing ample entertainment for the entire kingdom.

One day, the kingdom was visited by a group of travelers claiming to be the protectors of Nemea, the legendary Nemean lions. These 'lions', however, were barely more than oversized house cats with ill-fitting manes. They claimed that their powers were stolen, and they accused the Emperor and Kotoko of being the culprits.

Kotoko, amused by the absurdity of their claim, promised to help them regain their powers. She planned a grand event - a 'Falling Festival' - where she would use her powers to make objects fall, and the 'Nemean lions' would have to catch them to regain their powers.

The day of the event arrived, and the entire kingdom gathered to witness the spectacle. Emperor Chris, always the comedic sidekick, acted as the announcer, his voice booming through the air as he introduced the 'Nemean lions' and their challenge.

Kotoko, standing atop the royal balcony, began her spell. Objects of various sizes and shapes started to levitate and then, as per the spell, they started to fall. The 'Nemean lions', however, were anything but agile. They stumbled and fumbled, failing to catch even the lightest objects.

The crowd roared with laughter as the fake lions tried their best to catch the falling objects, only to end up covered in fruit and flowers. Emperor Chris, unable to suppress his laughter, had to pause his commentary several times, much to the amusement of the crowd.

Meanwhile, the Dying Tribunal, who had been watching from the shadows, saw this as their opportunity to strike. They planned to steal Kotoko's powers while she was distracted by the event. However, their plan was foiled by the unexpected arrival of Yogiri.

Yogiri, jealous of the attention the 'Nemean lions' were receiving, decided to intervene. He challenged the 'lions' to a duel, claiming he could catch the falling objects better than they could. This only added to the hilarity of the situation, as Yogiri, too, failed miserably in his attempts.

In the midst of all this chaos, Emperor Chris and Kotoko shared a loving glance, their hearts filled with laughter and love for each other. Even in the face of adversaries and absurd situations, they found joy and humor, spreading happiness throughout their kingdom.

In the end, the 'Nemean lions', embarrassed by their ineptitude, left the kingdom, vowing to practice their 'lion skills'. The Dying Tribunal, witnessing the love and unity of the Emperor, Kotoko, and their subjects, decided to abandon their plans of taking over the kingdom. They realized that the true strength of Emporia lay not in magical powers, but in the love and laughter that filled its air.

As for Yogiri, he, too, eventually saw the error of his ways and became a beloved figure in the kingdom, often joining Emperor Chris in his comedic escapades. And so, Emperor Chris, Kotoko, and the kingdom of Emporia continued to live in peace, laughter, and love, forever remembered as the kingdom where gravity made things fall, but love kept everyone together.

Elre: 49,532,585,938.76 x 1.12 = 55,476,496,251.41. who

*****

P368.

(716 rating)

Emperor Chris, a man whose reign was more notable for its fashion choices than its political acumen, stared at the latest crisis with a furrowed brow. His wife, the magnificent Natsuki Minamiya, stood beside him, her usually cheerful expression replaced by a grimace. Their royal chambers were filled with the pungent aroma of pig.

'Another one?' Chris asked, gesturing to the snoring mass sprawled across his favorite velvet armchair. 'This makes the fourth this week. My throne room is starting to resemble a petting zoo.'

Natsuki sighed, her hands fidgeting with a small, silver amulet. It was a family heirloom, a potent source of magic, and the sole reason Chris had fallen for her. 'It's the Tribunal,' she explained, her voice laced with exasperation. 'They're desperate. They've sent their best assassins, their most devious plotters, and all I've done is turn them into pigs.'

Chris winced. 'I still can't believe you turned that entire battalion of griffons into pigs. It was the most impressive, yet strangely unsettling, display of your magic I've ever seen.'

'Thank you, dear,' Natsuki said dryly. 'It's getting harder to find decent-looking men in the kingdom, thanks to the Tribunal's… 'efforts'.'

The Tribunal, a shadowy organization dedicated to overthrowing Chris's rule, had been attempting to assassinate him for months. Their methods were increasingly bizarre, ranging from giant, talking squirrels to a rogue troupe of tap-dancing goblins. However, Natsuki's magic was proving to be their ultimate undoing. Every attempt ended with the assassins transformed into squealing, snorting pigs, much to Chris's amusement and the kingdom's bewildered confusion.

'But surely,' Chris pointed out, 'they must have learned by now not to mess with you. Haven't they figured out that you can turn people into pigs with a thought?'

Natsuki shook her head. 'They're stubborn. And delusional. They think they can still win. Their latest plan involves a… a giant, talking radish. It's like a bad fairytale.'

Just then, a gruff voice boomed from outside the chambers. 'Emperor Chris! We demand an audience! We have a message of peace, and a giant, talking radish!'

Chris rolled his eyes. 'They're back. And they brought their vegetable.'

Natsuki patted his arm reassuringly. 'Don't worry, dear. I've been practicing. I can turn a radish into a pig now!'

Chris's brow furrowed. 'You've been practicing?'

'Yes, I believe it's important to stay sharp,' she said, her eyes twinkling with mischief. 'And besides, I've been thinking. Maybe I could turn those pigs into… something more… useful.'

The door creaked open, revealing a giant, plump radish with a suspiciously smug grin. Behind it, a group of men in black robes, looking rather nervous, shuffled in.

'Greetings, Emperor Chris!' the radish boomed. 'We come in peace, bearing—'

Before the radish could finish its sentence, Natsuki held up her hand. A flicker of silver light enveloped the radish, and with a squeal, it transformed into a pig.

The Tribunal members gasped, the piglets they'd seen in previous assassinations were nothing compared to the size of this one. The men in black robes, their faces pale with fear, stumbled back.

'It's… it's a pig!' one of them stammered.

'And a rather handsome one, I think,' Natsuki said, beaming at the startled men. 'Now, how about we discuss a peaceful resolution to this… misunderstanding?'

Chris, unable to stifle a chuckle, watched as his wife, armed with her magical amulet and a sly smile, navigated the awkward situation. He knew that despite the absurdity of their predicament, he was fortunate to have a wife who not only could turn people into pigs, but also had a knack for turning any situation into something hilarious.

As the Tribunal members were ushered out, grumbling about the unfairness of it all and wondering if they'd ever be able to find a weapon that could counter a woman who could turn people into pigs, Chris turned to Natsuki with a grin.

'You know,' he said, 'maybe we should adopt all the pigs. They make excellent guards.'

Natsuki laughed, a bright melody that echoed through the chambers. 'We could start a pig farm. And name them after our enemies.'

Chris threw his head back and laughed. His kingdom might be a little bit strange, a little bit chaotic, but with Natsuki by his side, he knew it would always be a very entertaining place to be. After all, what could be more fun than ruling a kingdom filled with pigs?

Elre: 55,476,496,251.41 x 1.14 = 63,243,205,726.61. the

*****