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|Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2014 11:00 pm Post subject: Revolution- Prologue (Repost)
|(Ahh, well. Repost of an SG I started under a different profile which remains inaccessible to me despite all efforts I've put in over the last week :/ Hope you enjoy this!)
"Anyone who hasn't experienced the ecstasy of betrayal knows nothing about ecstasy at all."
~ Jean Genet
Within every man lies a darkness that sits idle. A potent poison of the mind and spirit that brews beneath the heart of every man, woman and child. A caged electric cable, detached from its lines, that dances wildly, randomly and with such ferocious velocity that once the cage door is unlocked, this cable propels toward the nearest source of water and electrifies the soul. It is this poisoned electricity that takes over the body and creates an atmosphere of unknowns within the mind and actions of its inhabitant.
Rohan Raj, who had resided as the kingdom's champion for a long nine years, has felt his share of this poisoned current stream through his veins. His passion has always been to take this current, monotonous, maligned form of the nation and launch it back into the stratosphere of its ancient culture, where it once reigned supreme during an era that now seems lost and is only a nostalgic memory. It is this passion that has fueled him to where we find our rebel savior now.
Once a cult leader, once a leader of revolutionary men and now the face and commander of an underground revolt against the foundation of the nation and its massive number of followers, Rohan once again feels that electric current racing through his heartbeat, his mind, his soul.
Perhaps great men can not accomplish great things without exerting the power of betrayal, the power of evil, the power of selfishness in order to preserve everything they have earned and fought for. Perhaps Rohan, and his ever-so weakening grasp on his beloved kingdom, had only one option left available when he was faced with the proverbial fork in the road.
Perhaps the power, shine and elevated status that comes to those who wear the golden crown is too much to handle after a prolonged exposure. Perhaps Rohan, realizing his reign as champion was now being tested like never before, did the only thing this man has ever known...
Unleash the wild, dancing cable directly into his heart, and once the animosity, jealousy, malice and vengeance had filled his heart, he was easily able to muster the anger to drive a spike into the heart of his adoring disciples.
To rid himself of his "bandwagon" followers, his placating, always-smiling, pandering ways that brought him the fame, glory, was the only way to find the only thing Rohan ever wanted but never truly had from the kingdom he has sacrificed so much for.