Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27661770-20181117224220/@comment-26120744-20181202000949

Mordred picked up the crown and looked out over the crowd of people. All of them afraid. All of them staring at their king in fear.

Good. They should be afraid.

Mordred's monster wings spread out behind him, as he smiled beneath his mask.

"Today is the dawn of a new age." Mordred boomed, his tone even but his volume high. "For too long have we been tasked merely to protect the cosmos, to abosrd it's wounds and bleed our own blood on it's behalf. We are more than Star Warriors: We are Lords! And the Stars are ours!"

He looks up at the Crown.

"Or rather..." He mutters. "Mine."

And then he puts it on.