the weeks that followed the feast were strange ones indeed, cao cao the most feared ruler of the three kingdoms had changed.
the quick decisiveness that he was known for slowly slipped away into something more twisted than even lu bu himself. cao cao's voice interupted the silence of that day...yet again.
"NO NO NNNNNNNNOOOO!!! PLAY IT LOUDER!!"
the ruler of wei stood staring at the musicians in front of him, for weeks he's tried to replicate the sounds from his dreams.
but these pathetic musicians werent even good enough to lick the crap off where his robes touched the ground, and it was making him angry.
"YOU! your suppose to scream! NOT SING! SCREAM!!!!!!!!!!".
"i..im sorry my lord...".
"get out of my sight! you woman, i told you to play harder!!!".
the group played harder and harder, each time getting worse and worse. cao cao's eye started to twitch as his anger grew to new levels.
he walked up to one of the musicians and kicked him in the face hard, sending him spawling onto his back. cao cao raised his hands into the air.
"you know nothing of metal! i should have you all exicuted for not knowing this music!!! all of you out now!".
the group of artists left quickly, helping their now injured friend out of the throne room. cao cao began to rub his head, it has been three weeks.
every night had him appear in that room, listening to that music...he wanted it..needed it more than anything, more than the two qiao sisters.
"i must have my metal!!!".
grabbing the nearest thing, he whipped it as he started to tear into every thing around him.
"...father?".
cao cao turned to face cao pi, who stands watching his father go crazy.
"father...what is wrong?".
"wrong? nothing is wrong my boy...im just...redecorating, your mother said it was time to change the throne room around".
cao pi eyed his father and shrugged, the man was starting to loose it in his old age. cao cao then went back to punching holes in the back of the throne as his son left.
"I WANT MEGADETH NOW!!!".
removing his now bruised fist, cao cao began slamming his head against the throne, trying to get the metal out of his head. it hurt, but it was the only thing he could think of. he stopped, one from feeling light headed and two he had someone to think for him, sima Yi.
"bring sima here now! i must speak with him at once!".
a lowly foot soldier obeyed and went to retreve the wei strategists, cao cao thought to himself as he waited. sima Yi would know a way of bringing this music out to him. sima Yi came into the room, fanning himself with his black feathers.
"my lord? you wish to speak with me?".
"yes, i have a problem. you see these visions ive been having, there is music being played while im in these visions".
"...you have musicians my lord, the cou-"
"NO! those fools could not replay the sounds of this music...you must help me sima, you must hear what i hear...it is beautiful".
sima Yi nodded his head and began to think, their was a way. it had very little chance of success but, cao cao seemed desperate.
"my lord...i have a idea...their is a invention that ive worked on that can record sounds. if these visions are in your mind it maybe possible to record them".
"get this device at once!
"yes my lord, but it may take some time...it is still in development".
cao cao took off one of his shoes and threw it at sima, nailing him in the face.
"do i look like i have patience! you will get it to me now or i will hit your balls with a rock!!".
sima Yi's eyes went wide and he nervously bowed as he left, running out of the throne room at full throttle to get the recording device to his lord. cao cao watched him leave, getting a smug look on his face, cao cao eyes drifted downwards...these robes had to change also.
"servant! get me my tailor...i must have new robes".
the servant obeyed and ran off, afew minutes later she returned with the tailor.
five/six hours later
cao cao's robe design was finished and he was proud of it. the words slayer were to be stitched on the back, on the front the words vehemence were to be made on the front.
"yes! YES!! this is what i desire, tailor make these robes and return them to me!".
the tailor bowed and left, all the while trying to forget that his lord has gone off the deep end. and as a final step, cao cao removed his small cap on his head, letting his long hair fall flat. getting off what was left of the throne, the great cao cao then decided to make a annoucement to his loyal followers.