King Arthur

King Arthur

That nation was in the greatest decadence, not only had the old king died tragically at the hands of a sexual disease, impossible to treat at that time. But also from the sky, now always green and not blue, creatures from other planets descended from the sky from time to time, killing, stealing and kidnapping the innocent of that kingdom. The magician Merlin, with his wisdom and magic, among other things, created a magical artifact of great power "Excalibur", the sword that had the ability to eliminate the alien hordes of that kingdom. But, he himself could not use that sword, since that sword was made of the flesh of "YOG-SOTHOTH", one of the outer gods with the greatest knowledge. He was looking for a person who would truly interest him and for him to be worthy of carrying that sword that tore the sky when pronouncing his name out loud, but it could not be a normal scream, it had to be the scream of a King. A king has the duty to shout louder than anyone else, to laugh louder than anyone else, and to fight better than anyone else. Only then will his subjects say the words <<"That person is my King Arthur">>.

–Put the sword in the stone, and the one who pulled it out will be worthy of being king.

"Yes," Merlin said to the being that appeared as a voice that sounded from all directions.

–But, he who draws the sword must lose all signs of humanity, because we are not looking for a man or a woman, we are looking for a king, we are looking for King Arthur. The hordes will come in a few years, and with their cataclysm they will make the life of Great Britain non-existent... Try to find someone in that time... And if they wish, I will pour my blood into the Holy Grail for the person who tries it to become a divine spirit, or stronger,

Thousands tried to pull out the sword with fervor, but none succeeded. Until a young man named "Marlon" was going to pull it out that day, even though his family did not want him to. Because being a king was the same as abandoning everything, and they loved him. The desperate young man did not obey, and stood in front of that golden sword embedded in the filthy stone covered by vegetation formed over time. "If you pull it out, you will no longer be human," said Merlin.

–... I know–Marlon said.

That when he drew his sword, he was no longer a man, nor a woman, and much less Marlon. Now he was a king, he was King Arthur.

The years passed and in this time the round table was created, composed of the most faithful and loyal soldiers of King Arthur, and not King Marlon. Time passed and the king was known as the best king that that nation could see and observe in that dark time, where a few months before the invasion of the earth would happen. The king remarried "Mia akalifa", she became pregnant and would give birth to the first legitimate child of that King. Since his rebellious, stubborn daughter, but also the strongest of all the knights "Morder" was not recognized as such by the king, being the forbidden fruit of him and his sister, who deceived him and stole his semen on one occasion so that she was born, in the womb of her aunt and mother at the same time. The cataclysm came and the sky opened like the gates of heaven. The soldiers were preparing and praying to some god, to whom their pleas would not reach. Alien ships, more than five thousand came out of the sky, and one of them was a They were the greatest in power, their presence alone made the knights feel like insufficient ants before the power of the cosmos. Although, a ray of light and hope, both metaphorically and physically, came out of the king's sword three times. The first eliminated that giant alien being, the second eliminated two thousand ships, the third a thousand, and in its last bed of energy almost in front of the doors of death, a fourth ray, weaker, finished off eight hundred. Then the king felt like a sword pierced his heart with a familiar white metal.

"Bite," he said, the last glimmer of life in his eyes.

–You were a perfect king, but you never recognized me–she said crying.

–...I am happy... I was a king, not a man or a woman, but a king, I was King Arthur.

His body fell, and he died. Time passed, and his dear friend "Michael" took his place, becoming "King Kay", who ruled with justice and honor. Although, the story of that man. King Arthur. Who sacrificed himself for his country, lost his identity as Marlon, and also died at the hands of his daughter. She was not forgotten, as the story remained alive all the time, until the history of her world ended, and Britain fell into oblivion.

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–...And that?–the girl moved towards me with uncertainty.

–What thing?–I said.

–A story with a happy ending.

–Being a writer is also about innovation... Besides, it wasn't a happy ending, he died.

–But his story was not forgotten...

–And that's a happy ending?...

–It lives in people's minds... I make them think that it was a happy ending... I'm disappointed, but I can't deny that it was the story that you made that I most enjoyed seeing with my own eyes... Aliens and King Arthur... I see that you are learning to see me as a writer.