Small Reflection

It was what you wanted, I finally knew. Smiled, I rested my arms on your throne's shoulder. "We finally got you away from those awful Mystics, time to have some fun."

"Hmph, indeed." You raised your hand to the sky, and proclaimed with a closing hand, "Can anyone surpass my strength?"

"My lord, you created such a beautiful world! I can't wait to find a playmate and…and…" Oh the tingle in my spine! Ruined… "My lord…? Huh, who are you?" A glutton who smells of wine, no doubt a lecherous swine, appeared before our majesty.

"So you are the ones who created this pleasant world." He smirked, taking a look around. "My name is Dong Zhuo."

That name… I had read somewhere before… If a proud warrior serves under him, this swine might be the one hiding in that warrior's shadow, while bathing in his own riches.

"You two bathe in luxurious chaos!" He went on with his dumb paradise, blah, blah. "Desire and ambition… If we are united with this, then the violence will be unlimited - dreams coming true!" That didn't make any sense…

A name called out and again, "Lu Bu! It's Lu Bu! The legend is real!"

"Vermin, weak vermin! In this new world…! Can anyone provide me with a decent challenge?"

"It seems they've messed with the bull! And now they're gutted through his horns! Hahaha…"

"Oh, sounds interesting," I put a finger to my lips. Cannon fire deployed moments earlier, brimstone and charcoal exhaust filled the air. "Such wild fun! My lord," I fluttered my eyes to your usual 'sleeping' form, "what should we do?"

"I care not," you seemed to mumble even when you're fully awake. "If they are too weak to survive, then they must be ground to dust."

"It's like you know what I really want to hear." You always had that knack for it. Pushed the lard out of the sedan, I shoved a shout for his carcass to slug -heh- into overdrive. "If it's gold you want, just do what we say~!" Fatty…

My little hopping excitement allured your half-daze. You sighed, not for my ballet solo, but for what you hoped… What did you hope for? It didn't matter to me then. Never.

Day after day, you would stare through the people, puncturing through their empty souls for what we've taken away from them. In fear, they cowered before your majesty. I stood as your right hand, your well-traveled Queen Strategist.

Funny; most men would turn away women from high status. Women were objects to men, but I showed them during my reign with that fatso King Zhou… Yet, you named me your strategist as soon as the world was created out of nothing. I wouldn't let you down, I was free. During the battle with the demon king wannabe, you were full glee, your lips curved from cheek to cheek. The battle was won with the help of my brilliant strategies of course! But then, you looked to the sky, and I didn't care. You never told me, always keeping to yourself, just like any righteous man… Hehe. Righteous is something I would expect from that boy.

Somehow you changed me, I don't know when, but I felt complete even after you were gone the second time. It was… strange. I felt better about myself… Maybe it had to do with finding that annoying brat of yours. She was from the Yayoi Period, like you. I figured out it soon enough for the clothing she wore reminded me of what you once were… A Mystic, a very powerful one, until you hovered over the mortal realm and your criminality shackled you for five centuries more than the flea infested monkey undergoing similar punishment.

Over and over, I kept in thought: 'Don't worry about him; he has the patience of the Buddha.' You do… You did.

You needed her for your resurrection. You knew her before I did. The stupid little girl fell for every trap I told her to follow. I hated her, but because I liked you… I wanted the freedom again. You didn't care if I screwed up, were you so forgiving… you actually had the Buddha's heart…?