Author's Note: This is a "What if Scar had lived?" type fanfiction. Chronologically it takes place sometime during the second film, but in an alternate universe where Kopa exists and Kiara was never born. Do note that the prelude is a short poem of sorts, but the rest will be fully-fledged chapters. With that aside, on with the story! (Reviews, good or constructively critical are most welcome.)


PRELUDE -

Avarice that ensconse thee,

impetus to kill thy brother

hearken to what I have to say,

for not all is lost.

Ephemeral was that of your wicked rule,

and notwithstanding those many toils you prevailed

imprimus, most of all you had failed.

A kingdom once glorious,

torn asunder by your iniquitous paws

to dust and desolation,

decrepit and emaciated -

and those once whom you called family

suffered and nearly died from you,

your choler and ignorant greed.

But I, nor we, cannot blame you for what you had done -

your vision, though corrupt, was not entirely deprave.

Yea, for yours was a vision of peace

dreamt of an equalitarian world where all things beneath the sun

united together in concord

and veritably it might have been different if not for your wanton lust,

your impudent whimsy.

Even if not destroyed by your own blood

it would only be a matter of time afore you destroyed yourself,

marked your own grave,

interred yourself in shadow -

and when future generations thought back upon your despotic reign

you'd be naught more than a fleeting thought

a tenuous trail of dust amidst an imperturbable storm

and mayhap further down you'd be forgotten entirely,

superseded by greater kings and more terrible despots -

alas, if that was to be your fate.

But Aethereal eyes have cast their gaze upon you,

lying still as a rock, ground beneath incarnadine with your own blood -

they have chosen a different fate for you,

and anon the time will come when you rise again,

not as a despot, but as a Hero and a Savior

to coronate your name, to become the embodiment of perpetual good

so that all the kingdoms might look to you with reverence

and enamored hearts.