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Without prompting the crowd began to shuffle as the curtains at the back of the room were pulled back to reveal the throne, upon which Ling proceeded to take his seat. The throne was a marvel of craftsmanship, solid gold with a giant golden sun behind him.

"Those of you who so desire may come forward to swear your fealty" Ling said, prompting a line to begin forming at the base of the steps.

One by one the awkwardly crooked line moved forward as various nobles and servants came forward to swear loyalty to the emperor. Everyone in the line was somber, with the exception of one man who looked oddly spaced out. He was a human servant, dressed in clothes that displayed he was one of the highest ranking servants.

Wu eyed him suspiciously, his lack of emotion being taboo and borderline disrespectful. Something just didn't seem right. Leaving Mol for a moment she sat on the edge of the stage, doing her best to just look tired. There were advantages to being perceived as a weak human at times, such as now when nobody would bat an eyelash at a tires human resting her feet.

It was another ten minutes before the man was close enough for her to see his face clearly. His eyes seemed fixed forward, unmoving. The guards were to busy keeping am eye on the demons to have noticed such a fine detail, after all no human could harm a demon right?

As the man stood before the emperor he bowed deeply, under Wus watchful eyes.
"Your Majesty, I must wish you..." he began to say as he steathely reached up his sleeve. Wu saw the glint of a blade and almost without thinking began trying to rush the stage, hoping to stop him before the guards stopped her.

With a speed that should be impossible for a human the man hurled the knife the six feet between him and Ling, but Wu crashed into him hard sending the knife of course and into the throne by his head instead.

Within seconds the whole room erupted into chaos. Guards froze Wu and the man in ice, as earth demons ssummoned walls from below, splintering the wood as the stage was cut off from the crowd.

"What is the meaning of this treason!" Ling erupted angrily, his voice taking on a demonic tone that turned the blood of everyone to ice, even Mol who was now forcibly being held by a thick female water demon to ensure he wasn't going to try and leave.

With a wave of his hands fire erupted, melting their heads free. With a barked order to the guards Wu was moved, still frozen towards Mol. He knew she had stopped the attempt but for now he didn't know if she could really be trusted.

"Die demon scum!" Shouted the man defiantly

Wordlessly the fire demon emperor summoned blue flames and sent them towards the man. He shrieked loudly as his hair and face began to burn, melting off of him like hot wax.

As the ice melted Ling ordered four soldiers to hold down the human pyre, which they did looking terrified in their eyes. With a wave of his hand the fire dissipated to reveal a horribly deformed face where charged skull could be seen in places.

Grabbing a dagger from an earth demon nearby Ling smiled a sadistic grin as he used it to cut off the silk robes. The man seemed to desperately be trying to talk, but it was if a force was preventing him from doing so. Ling could tell he was under a spell, so now his mission was merely to send a message to whomever wascontrollig this human.

With the skill of a surgeon Ling began to slowly slice off the man's fingers and toes, joint by joint, using his fire powers to cauterize the wounds. Once both hands and feet had been successfully removed Ling grinned evilly, his eyes glowing red.

"Did you know that humans don't need all of their organs?" He asked as he dragged the knife down the chest of the sobbing mess of a human, exposing his ribs as he elaborated on what organs humans don't need. Using his superhuman strength he ripped open the man's rib cage and exposed his inner body.

"It's really true. You only need one lung" he said cruelly, as he used his spare hand to crush his right lung into a bloody pulp, which was then cauterized again. Casting his magic he fed strength into his victim, forcing him to stay alive and conscious.

Half a liver, à kidney, pancréas and several feet of intestines were removed and piled on the floor where everyone could see. Along with his arms, legs ears, tongue and his teeth.

"You know what else you can live without?" He asked coyly

"This!" He said as in a single motion he grabbed the man's genitals, crushing them with his inhuman strength, before ripping them off completely and shoving them into the man's mouth. Several guards threw up as they watched the man be forced to eat his own manhood.

Finally sated Ling cauterised the wounds and ordered one of the few soldiers that didn't look violently ill "have this man treated with magic then dumped at the border with Theo where he'll be found. They're the only ones stupid enough to try this stunt."
I have a sick demented mind just fair warning
Ok then if you post about Mol and Wu's reactions during the ceremony I will do the rest. ;-)
By the way part of Ling's character is that he can be sadistic. In regards to how he punishes the assassin do you want the gory details that will make you question my sanity? Or do you want me to gloss over the specifics?
Nanking Palace, Xi'an
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2 hour jump
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With the end of the official mourning for the dead emperor, and the symbolic extinguishing of the funeral pyre, the party had moved outdoors. The water demons had cleared the clouds that morning, leaving a perfect night sky above the capital. The attendees wandered the grounds in small packs as the meeting hall was prepared for the actual coronation by the priests that worshipped the demons as gods.

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1 hour jump
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With the meeting hall cleared the head priest rang the bells that announced meetings. In the cold night air the clangs of brass echoed throughout the city, surely waking anyone in the capital.

The guests orderly filed into the throne room, which had been cleared of the remains of the previous ceremony. The cushioned floor was soon covered in eager guests, crammed tightly into the space so tight everyone was forced to stand. A short flight of steps led to the platform where speakers would stand while addressing the emperor, which was now occupied by a single man garbed in the distinctive armor of the highest of generals. Behind the general hung a curtain which hid the grand throne which would soon belong to Ling.

"Make way for his Majesty, Crown Prince Ling. Heir to the throne, and head of our military." Barked the general, forcing the already packed room to part a path for the future emperor.

With a solemn slow pace, and a posture which belies one of great wisdom, Ling made his way to the platform and stood before the general. Upon his entry everyone, including the general, fell over each other as they bowed their heads to the floor. OT as close as they could get in the overcrowded mass of bodies. Silently Ling made a note to fire the man who made the guest list, but never let his annoyance show.

"Rise General Iro, and look me in the eyes" Ling said in a voice that exuded raw power

The general did as he was told and kissed the hand of the prince

"Your Majesty. The people demand an emperor, to guide our kingdom into the future"

"What right have you to speak for the citizens of Xi'an?"

"I am the highest ranking of the humans your Majesty, and we have demanded the demons fulfil their contract and rule us."

"Who is it they demand be their Emperor? Proclaim forth the name, so all may hear."

"My lord, your Majesty. The people demand you, Crown Prince Ling, the champion of the people, the demons of the golden heart. We humbly demand you be our emperor, and protect us and care for us as your children"

"I answer the call of the Xianese people, and bow to their demand." With this Ling bowed his head to the general, who bowed in return

"You have the blessing of your subjects" the general said as a human aid brought forth a box. The rectangular box was ornately carved of solid gold, with patterns of scenes that seemed to depict battles. Ruby's and gems studded the box, aided the general's grip as he took it.

"Your Majesty, please take this gift as a symbol of our unquestioning loyalty and love for you."

Ling opened the box and from its depths removed a heavy golden medallion, surrounded by beads of Jade. On its face was a crest of the Kingdom, painted with silver. In à single motion Ling placed the necklace around his neck, where all could see it.

Falling to the floor in a steep bow the general cried "Behold! His Imperial Majesty Emperor Ling!"

The crowd shouted in unison "You honor us! We are unworthy!"
I'm at work. How will he try to assassinate Ling? I'll post on my way home.
I was also wondering what happened to the guy that wanted the country with angels. Is he gone?


Apparently. I'll expand all y'all
Meeting Hall, Nanking Palace
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At the exact moment that the sun set the palace grounds began to echo with the haunting music of the pre ceremony. In contrast to the day before, when the palace had been celebrating the coming of age of their prince, the air now felt somber and thick. As if the memory of the dead emperor before were a palpable presence.

Crown Prince Ling, now an adult at 100, was garbed royally in the lavish robes of an Emperor of Xi'an. The future ruler, clothed heavily in a rainbow of silks, was already greeting guests at the door in his usual passive demeanor. He'd lost track of the guests by now, having not even bothered to learn the guest list. Most of them were just there for political reasons anyway, especially the squabbling nobles all trying to inch closer to him and showering him with enough flattery he felt ill.

This was just the start of the lengthy process, and already he was ready to light up to deal with it. Even a saint lacked the patience to stand in place for two hours thanking people for attending, as if they'd had a choice.

On the stage was a funeral pyre, to symbolise the now long dead former emperor. A vivid reminder that Xi'ans throne had lay empty for three years, since an assassin had poisoned his father. He'd been to young to take official power, but now he was a man. A man who would soon symbolically extinguish the fires of mourning.
Ok Ewin is out. So we have a few options

1) Someone with enough time can run Vaolos

2) I can relocate Theo to cover that whole area and expand Ocrad

3) Someone can recruit a reliable friend to take over that area and remake the country however they want

I like two, but I'll only do it if Theo and Ocrad are OK with it
@Shmektheshmuck

How do you plan to try and assassinate Ling? I need to know when to stop writing
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