He will drink the cup of humility
He will bow to his own people
He will unite with the persecutors
He will hear the holy song
He will fight with the stiff blade
He will spark the tongues flame
He will fight for the new flesh
Max Verges placed a hand on Todd’s thin shoulder as a great fanfare echoed within the hollowed shell of a once beautiful cathedral. Both of the men wore long coats that seemed to fit perfectly over pressed pants bedecked with a single stripe going down the sides of the legs. Todd’s uniform, however, had more of a military appeal to it. Still, they appeared to be the same age.
“Alas, it appears the world has met its prophet,” Max smiled with a chuckle.
“Yes, m’liege,” the young adult fox replied as he gazed out to the words etched in stone hundreds of years ago. He seemed to be completely unresponsive to the repetitive sounds of grinding machinery in the background as he placed his hands on a large staff. Instead, all of his attention was placed solely on the large words before them, almost as if he was analyzing each syllable.
“It’s our manifest destiny to expand. I’ve done quite enough bowing and ass-kissing to get to where I am now. I fought with the stiff blades of merciless justice and burned the tongues of every single person who dared oppose me. Now this police state is finally ready to begin reign upon the entire continent!”
“It is indeed a good day,” Todd replied.
Max laughed again as he shook the vulpine’s shoulder. As he shook his shoulder, dozens of medals clinked with it. “Brothers we are, and brothers we shall always be. Still I find it amazing how life can be so unfortunate for one, yet so privileged for another. Isn’t that right, commodore?”
Todd bit his lip as he turned away slightly.
“It’s a shame you’re not as strong as your sibling is. We live in a kill or be killed world. Everyone wants you only if they can use you to benefit their own standing. And the moment they have sucked all the resources from you, well, you’re tossed by the wayside.” He paused as he turned to his brother. “Executed for your lack of importance, for we cannot simply let them go. No, they know too much.”
The small pebbles on the ground began to dance with the approaching clamor. “People may die, but dreams cannot be killed so long as they are passed on.”
He laughed again, this time more closer into Todd’s right ear bedecked in piercings and tacks. “Brothers are expendable, of course. What do you know about leading the people anyway? It’s why father trained you to be a fighter and I a leader!”
“And why he had to abandon me and not you?”
A sneer appeared over the dark-furred hyena. “My army awaits me outside this horrid display of the past.” He glanced up at the stone edifice, paying close attention to the reminents of the roof. “The prophecy is complete - I am the successor, and I will lead Innoviah into a new golden age! You? Still the commodore of my eastern army group.” He quickly polished a medal on Todd’s military coat, to which he jerked away quickly. Max quickly gripped his sibling’s collar. “At least try to act the part.”
As the two brothers stepped away from the old prophecy, they moved out to an open platform, at least more open than the crumbling walls of the stoned cathedral could offer. There, down below them, was a grand site: the army of Innoviah. Stretching for miles on end, the great war machine cascaded down the darkened boulevard in a well-trained manner, goose-stepping on the cobblestoned pathway flattened by tanks and heavy craft that moved in front of them.
Max bowed with a smile. “Always appease the prophets of the past, right?”
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