Summary: In this chapter, we learn Shinou's real name and witness the building of Shinou Temple.

Olga the Squicked

Y73 – 166, born to Magdalena and Cesar

It was the year 93 A.S.G.H.A.K. Shinou was dead. At least, that was the message that Olga Weller, great-granddaughter of the famed Laurence Weller received. Having not yet come into her inheritance and still being the princess of Dai Shimaron, she had not yet been introduced to the mythos surrounding the Original King. So when the letter arrived telling of the mysterious disappearance of Shinou, Olga decided to travel to Shin Makoku to pay her respects. Her mother, the Queen, was away defending the outer territories, and relied on Olga to perform such diplomatic duties.

Upon arriving at Blood Pledge castle, she found herself being directed to an allotment of land to the north of the castle. This was to be the Shinou Temple, where the people of Shin Makoku could worship their fallen king.

Olga headed to the yet unbuilt temple. Scaffolds marked the areas where the walls were beginning to be built. In the middle of what was soon to be a courtyard, Olga found a large tent. Upon entering, she discovered a young girl meditating.

"Welcome to the Shinou Temple, Olga Weller. You are most welcome here. I am Akara, high priestess of the Sightless-, I mean, of Shinou."

"But you're like, ten years old."

"Yes, well, Shinou likes us young."

"So are you guys founding a religion over your dead king or something?"

"Shinou is not dead. His spirit remains among us."

"Yeah, okay. Did he ask to be represented by a little girl?"

"Yes, in fact, many of us. Shinou Temple will soon be open, but only to women. It is the Original King's will."

"Don't you think that's a little creepy?"

"Listen, sweetcakes, it pays the bills." Akara straightened her shoulders.

"Would you like to speak to Shinou directly?"

"Uh, sure… where do you, like, keep him?"

"Once the temple is built, the Original King will be housed in an opulent hall where he may communicate his desires and will to the people. That will be a wondrous day! Until then…" she nudged her shoulders towards a dirty wooden box.

"He's in there." She poked the box. Nothing happened. She grabbed the box and shook it hard.

"Oooooh great Shinooooou, come out of there!"

"Damnit, Akara, what is it this time? Did you hire enough sexy underage priestesses yet?" came Shinou's voice from the box.

"Not yet, but the future ruler of Dai Shimaron, Olga Weller has come to pay her respects."

"What does she look like? Is she hot?"

"Um…"

"I bet she is hot. Wellers are hot."

Olga interjected. "So, Original King thingie, are you planning on staying the Demon King now that you are… incorporeal?"

"Well, I thought about it, but then I decided I would just find someone else who could be the King. But I would still be, like, the Original King. Because you can't beat the original. So Shin Makoku will have two kings."

"So you'll put up a figurehead?"

"Yeah, someone with both a figure and a head. Which I don't have anymore."

"Um, why is that, exactly?"

"Long story. Humans don't live long enough. Sorry. But it has nothing to do with me slowly turning into an evil person. No, I'm really good and pure and awesome. That's why I'm only allowing girls into my temple. Because they're like, pure."

"Or perhaps he is overcompensating for something," came a voice from behind them all. A man with long black hair had entered the room.

"Your Highness!" Akara kneeled.

Olga bowed as well. "You are the Great Sage, I presume, whose brilliance won the war my great-grandfather fought in."

"Yes, it is I. I am the great sage. I am very smart. Though why I allowed the construction of this pervy temple is beyond me."

"Because I ordered it! I am your king! The ORIGINAL King! And you can't get better than-"

"-the Original, I know."

Olga made a face. "Wait, so you all just call him the Original King? What was this guy's name before he was king?"

"My name was mysterious! Badass! Its very utterance destroyed cities-"

"It's Gary," said the Great Sage.

"I hate you."

"Well, this has been a lovely trip, but I think my respects have been paid," said Olga. "I think I'll head on home to Dai Shimaron. Your country is lovely though, really. And good luck with your… temple and/or brothel, whatever it is." She left the room.

"You scared her off, dick. I was about to score!" said Shinou.

"With what? Your imaginary loins?"

Olga left the country of Shin Makoku pondering her own mortality. The demons had a king to rule them forever… but with a king like that, Olga was pretty content dying young.