Captain's Log, Day 24:
It has been so long since I've had an adversary, I begin to wonder what is the point in being King if there is nothing left to conquer. Avarice is but a distant memory now, and what was once a seemingly impossible power to achieve now takes fractions of a second. But with nothing to direct all this strength towards, why am I still here?
Reflecting on this journey I can't help but think, am I the bad guy? We slaughtered so many King's and his subjects, labeled them aggressors and enemies. Yet not one of them launched the first strike. It was always me, filled with a yearning to be in charge of it all. And now that I am... what else is there? I am alone...
And so my journey ends. 767 quadrillion power and nothing to stand against me.
