Chapter 112: The King's Guard (II): Fealty

The embers from the funeral pyre had long died down and the ashes had sunk into the sea, but yet he still stared at the ocean, watching, hoping, praying that in some way or form that her body would jump out of the dark blue reflecting sweet rays of orange as the sun set. But no matter how long he looked at it or stared, nothing showed up, Neema was gone for good, and as the Moons of Elysium rose up into the sky he realized and understood it all to perfectly. He got up and turned, facing the massive crowd of people that had surprisingly kept his vigil with him, from the early morning when the flames were set to the twilight hours of an encroaching night.

Rezar didn't think it was touching, so many things could have been achieved in the time they all chose to waste, and while he wanted to say something about it, he could not. Being king to your own people was a politic he was still learning about, and even though Priest's advice had cost him someone dear to him, there was still enough truth in his lessons that Rezar could not throw it away. He had to say something, he didn't have to, but it was required, not for their sake, but for his own aching heart.

"I don't expect anyone of you to care about her, most of you don't know me as circumstances were what had left you under my care and command. She might have just been another one of my undead to you guys, but to me she was my family, my little sister… and I lost her.

I don't feel well, this thing that I'm feeling right now, this grief? It's not something that I'm familiar with, neither am I familiar with loss. But I realized everybody dies, that is one fundamental rule Elysium shares with earth, but now that she's dead I can't help but wonder what she left behind, what legacy, what dreams she fulfilled, what hopes. I don't think she valued anything other than serving and making me happy and splitting things open with War axe.

Life's short, so I'm going to have to ask all of you to make the best of it. There shall be no slaves within my territory, I grant you all your freedom. All I ask in return is true servitude and honesty. I will keep on growing as I need be, I will war against the world where these NPCS that took my Neema away from me comes from. She was nice, and cared about me, the moles, and her power to be able to protect me. Just an undead she might have been, but everyone deserves to live, even an undead. So I give you all that choice… live, but also help me; so that we can make sure that those who don't really need to live can stay dead."

Rezar walked towards the gathered Kitsune with a blank look on his face, the way he walked towards them made it seem as if he had the entire world on his shoulders. But never the less he still kept moving forwards, every step as meaningful as the breaths he took in. in all honesty this was the only thing Rezar knew how to do, and that was to move forwards, regardless of whatever adversity of heartache. It's what he has been doing from the very beginning, and it's what he would continue doing for as long as he remained the bone king.

"You and your people can leave now, I don't want to ever see a Kitsune again, cause if I do, I'm going to kill it, regardless of how old or young any one of you might look."

Sure Rezar didn't have them wiped out, but it didn't change the fact that Neema was dead because of them, whether they meant it or not, Rezar didn't care, all he knew was that he didn't want them near him. He was already merciful enough that they were still alive, he had lost people in the bid to save their bloody clan, and it was a loss he would never be able to recoup, but it seems some of the Kitsune had different ideas than was expected.

"I owe you my life, and not just my life I owe you a blood debt. I cannot leave as my life and those of my descendants now belong to you to do as you see fit. So please use me or kill me if you so choose, this way I can pay off my debt to you."

Rezar had to admit he was as shocked as the everyone else, this wasn't something he expected and for a moment he had no idea how to respond, he just let the Kitsunes raise a clamor as what was obviously their leader and the person whose hand was used to bring about Neema's end got to his knees in front of Rezar and bowed deep enough one would think Rezar was his father.

"I'm not interested, I consider your blood debt done, so move away from my territory with your people, before I end up not being so accommodating." Rezar said as he attempted to move past the silver haired Kitsune, but instead the Kitsune got down to his knees in front of Rezar and brought his head banging down hard to the ground, much to the shock of his people.

"The rules and honor of my people are absolute, I cannot go back on the teachings of my ancestors. I swear that from today henceforth, for the debt of blood that I, Yimura Honoka have accrued by killing a family member of the Bone King Rezar Deathwind and still having my life spared; that I and my family, and our descendants to come will serves as the shield, the sword, the armor and boots of the Bone King and his descendants, until such a time that Elysium is no more!!!"