Sitting on the throne, flames under his seat, bodies spread throughout.
The orange haired king sat there, the man disgusted most by life and love.
He had a full grown beard, sat in a red bright robe, with black pants and a tail.
"To live my final days of life, I shall do it, restarting my existance. I, shall summon, a Timanium Pandemonium. To kill the Devilukians, to kill Lala, to kill Momo, to kill Nana, to kill my son, to kill...myself."
The king threw an orange ball into the air, an explosion erupted, and the bright orange flames spread throughout the universe as mist.
And thus, it began.