The word has gotten to him that yet another god has fallen to the hands of the Machine. Truly devastating news, really. Why? Because he's the only one left. In the end, only the King stands to face the Queen.
"Dammit!" he yelled, slamming his pale fist against the marble wall next to his throne. A shock was sent through the castle, echoing dimly. At one point not long ago, life had flourished throughout the grand palace, and now everything was as silent as death.
The Machine had slain every god who lived inside the castle. Luka, the goddess of love, Gakupo, the god of the underworld, Yuma, the god of loyalty, and many more left unmentioned. All of them suffered horrible deaths, and all because of the Machine. And the king knows he's next.
"Isn't there any way I can stop her?" he hissed, determination in his serious teal eyes. His matching hair fell in layered sheets, 'like a cascading ocean', as Luka had once put it. She always had a good way with words. And a good way with making men fall in love with her…
Suddenly, the King jumped up in exclamation, his head almost smacking against the back of his throne.
"That's it!" he smiled, "I'll just make the Machine fall in love with me, and then kill her when she's not looking… There's no way she can escape the ensnaring trap of ecstasy."