There's nothing like memories…
…But that's all they are…
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"Remember the King!"
"Remember the Emperor!"
"The King will not have died in vain!"
"What are you doing standing there?"
"You're the last Land Council member! You will never be anything like Grand Emperor Bulblax!"
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What a strange dream…
Now that I look at things as the way they are, the pikmin have already become a prime threat to the Land Council. They're comeback was much unexpected. After all, the Grand Emperor had ordered their extinction. Yeah, the pikmin were supposed to be put out of this planet. I didn't know why the Grand Emperor ordered it, but everyone followed it without question. And it's safe to assume they had fun with it.
Why did I have that dream though? I was over his death. Though, it's still not time to mention it again since not everybody has gotten over it. Why, when it was first mentioned at the meeting, people panicked like it just happened yesterday. I guess they loved the King that much.
Times have changed however, and the Grand Emperor Bulblax is dead. I already know this, and yet, why did I have the dream? Better not think too much on it…
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Can't sleep…
Why does the dream bother me? It's not like me to be puzzled by this. But it's the first time I've had the dream… maybe I should think why I'm bothered by the dream?
It's… strange. I only felt this way when the King died…
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"He was the best King who ever lived…" cried a few bulborbs.
The animals of the forest had gathered around his grave. Mourning, crying, weeping over the loss of their king. His body laid there, his corpse already eroding back into the earth. The insects of the forest had assembled in the Final Trial to pay their respect for their lost King. Even the decomposer insects resented from picking apart the dead body of the king. Many of the bugs and animals cried, others talked with each other, trying to ease their sadness.
"Those pikmin will pay!" a bulborb to the left of me said, dripping with hatred.
"The pikmin should've stayed put when we killed them all…"
'To think that the animals are this aggressive… It's hard to believe that they liked killing off the pikmin…' I thought as I stared at the crying animals, 'but they are led by blind love for their king. It's tough to tell if they killed the pikmin out of love for their king or if they are naturally against the pikmin.'
"How could they have killed off the Land Council? I thought they were supposed to be undefeatable…"
"You are the last of the Land Council…" a wollywog said to me. "We are under your complete order."
I was met with endearing stares from the other animals. It was true, I was the last member of the Land Council so any order I made was theirs to follow. It was then that I didn't know what to do…
Each of these animals wanted undying revenge against the pikmin who killed their king. And yet, I didn't want anything to do with the Land Council in the first place. The only reason I was one of them was because my species had the most useful ability. If I said the wrong thing, the animals would revolt. If I didn't do anything, the Land Council will die. I can't be heartless and order the absolute extermination of the pikmin. And even though they had quickly reproduced in a matter of 30 days, I still didn't feel that the pikmin were truly in a need of punishment… Nevertheless, the people have spoken…
"I'm no Grand Emperor Bulblax," I started to say, "And I never will be. But until I earn respect from you and future generations, I shall simply think of what the king would do. If I command an animal to be executed, an animal shall be executed. If I order the destruction of an area, I expect the animals to follow without question. If I authorize a mass extermination, I know that you will all follow in my steed. And if you ever question my will or order, simply believe that it's what the king would've wanted… So, for the king, we shall hunt, crush, murder, devour, and kill off every pikmin in sight. In the name of the Grand Emperor, we shall commit a truce between predator and prey and work together to completely exterminate the pikmin. …It's…what he would've wanted."
Many of the animals stared at me as some wiped away their tears.
"Remember the king!" one yelled out loud.
"Death to the pikmin!" another yelled.
"All hail the revival of the Land Council!" some more in the back yelled.
As the last member of the Land Council, it was my job to reassemble the broken government. Nobody could replace the king. Nobody except…no. that's improbable. I must focus on seeking replacements. And this time, there will be more members. The Land Council shall rule with an iron fist and iron stomach. In the name of the Grand Emperor… the Land Council will not fall…
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'And yet, as of now…'
I wanted to get that thought out of my head. I did not want to think that I was breaking my oath. I promised the king…
The Land Council is still holding strong. But the pikmin are working so fast, they're killing off members day by day. They're working fast and the Land Council is already showing signs of weakness. Much of the animals in the areas the pikmin have explored get killed off by the handful. Many of the animals are already beginning to migrate from the land because of fear. At least the Arachnorb tribe are still holding together. And we have Segmented Crawbster. Grand Empress Bulblax is still safe in the Wistful Wild. And she's already spawned again. In case the Land Council does fall, there will be some noble blood running in my place…
Absolutely not! I cannot think of the possibility that the pikmin will take back this land as easily as they did with the king! It has already been 15 days and the pikmin are making quick work of the Land Council. Well, over my dead body! I will stop this pikmin threat before another person is killed in their name!
To die in their name… hah! What a joke. …
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KRZZT!
Ouch…Shock Therapist went off on me again.
Poll thingy!
A) Prince Bulblax
B) Bulblax Duchess
C) Pileated Snagret
R&R!