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         So this is how it feels to be king! Incredible!

         Right hand and left hand, I raise them up high, and from that moment on, the world must have expanded. Somewhere on earth there has to be someone jealous of me! This was our hopes and expectations! I can’t believe this new development! My new life has formed a new fear to be sent around earth. Because we’re in this together, and there’s no backing down now, we might as well become heroes.

         Since no one is left.

         That’s right.

         My insanity might’ve well got the best of me, as if I were to be poisoned. Damn mercury.  Is this right though? Was this to happen truly like this. Do I now feel regret?

         I’m not king anymore.

“This isn’t right. If no one is left on the earth but me and you, doesn’t that make me king, and you queen?” Did I explain that to her right?

She won’t talk to me. But I’m king! I haven’t felt remorse yet. Its just oceans of blood and collapsed statues sticking their heads out to breath. Every so often you can see buildings floating in the gore. Even though its day, the sky has a reddish tint, and every star can be seen. The one explosion’s impact is clearly visible on the moon. Though I wonder what it looks like from there.

It’s just her and me. I turn my head away from her, and look at the moon, “You should love me.”

She still ignores me. Her lips are so tender, but she just lies on her back looking at the moon, in anger, but can’t show it through her striking eyes. Her body is so perfect, as its curves give gratitude to her tone. God she’s beautiful! And yet she won’t acknowledge my presence.

“I know I destroyed the human race and the whole world, but please praise me. Or pay attention to me, or talk to me! Please, I want you to look at me!” I thought I would’ve scared her with my voice, but it didn’t even affect her.

The island we were on, was made of sand, and it was the perfect view to the world. We couldn’t build our house on it, but we were staying on it for now.

“TALK TO ME!” She wouldn’t even blink! That *****! Next thing I knew I was on top of her squeezing her neck till it break. She wasn’t showing any signs of suffocation or death. So I squeezed harder and harder till I could feel her bone! Talk! TALK! Damn it!

I let go after so long, and rolled over to the side. I got tired of trying to kill her with my bare hands. She’s harder to kill than the entire human race. She still sat there, I know she’s alive. I was now lying on my back, looking at the red marks I gave her around her neck. Hickeys. I should give her those.

She doesn’t have to move if she doesn’t want to. I mean her family’s dead and so with her friends and other people that probably some what loved her or something. Stop playing dead, you broad. You’re left with me now, so sooner or later we’re going to have to **** each other. That’s why I chose you, sweetheart.

         I turn to look at her brilliantly colored face. The lapping waves just created the perfect emotion to this effect. God her body would just look perfect in motion, any sort of motion. I can’t get over it! But I won’t be rude, I’m not just going to tear her clothes off. I mean, where will she get new ones? What does it matter though if I’m rude, I could be an ass if I want to! No one’s left! Who is she going to run to! I love her so much…please love me back.  She’s been the love of my life since, since…I don’t know when, I just love her! It’s not just her body, it’s those simple smiles she’d give that lifted me up off the ground.

         The lapping waves reached my toes. It would leave a red stain on my feet, but I didn’t think it was disgusting. It must have been disgusting when I thought I should blow up the world. But that was the fun part, because look at it now! I’m king! And she’s my queen, my lovely queen, forever mine, and only mine.

         “This is great. We’ll find a boat, and find some extremely fancy place to live on. And then we’ll be together for the rest of our lives,” I’ve had my eyes on her for quite a while now.

         Oh my God! She’s sitting up! She’s starting to get up! But she stopped, she’s still sitting. That’s okay, I like her body that way. Maybe she’s going to have her way with me. She’s opening her mouth! This is excellent! She loves me!

         “I hate you.”

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Posted by tarhead 2008-01-28 11:37:20 can't imagine anything worse than that situation... + Report this comment
Posted by Egoist 2008-01-28 12:00:32 .... I really couldn't either, I got this idea from a movie, a while back. I find it extremely difficult to think of being the last one left, especially with someone who hates me. + Report this comment
Posted by r.e.potter 2008-01-28 13:36:42 .... Little confuse with the whole concept of this story. But your writing style has got me wanting more...always fun reads. + Report this comment
Posted by Dirkin 2008-01-31 23:38:54 .... The hints at the events leading up to this story are maddening, because i want to know what they were! A unique story + Report this comment
Posted by Egoist 2008-02-03 15:46:45 .... I got the same emotion while writing it. It wasn't too hard to write, but I had so many ideas to put in about the end of the world. Though the situation these two were in sucks. I'd hate to be one of the last ones left. + Report this comment
Posted by darkestlord 2008-02-03 15:55:43 .... I like the frantic voice of the man and the woman's answer at the end.Great. + Report this comment
Posted by Egoist 2008-02-04 18:46:56 .... Thanks, I guess you could say that was my favorite part as well. I enjoyed writing what the "insane" man was saying in his thoughts and aloud. + Report this comment
Posted by Pez 2008-03-07 11:26:44 !!! Ah, this IS the last scene of Neon Genesis Evangelion: The End of Evangelion! Did a pretty good job there :). + Report this comment
Posted by Egoist 2008-03-08 22:19:12 .... So you did see the resemblance. I'm glad, I did switch it around somewhat though. + Report this comment
Posted by cookingWine 2008-03-10 22:15:01 .... I agree with the bit about the frantic voice. Very good job writing this, although I could have used less prodding about how he destroyed humanity. One theme I'm finding in your writing that I can generally comment on each story is that, you're very, very close to doing a great job, and the only thing that's holding you back is that you seem to feel obligated to MAKE your audience know what is going on. Which to me, is never as fun or as satisfying as finding out for ourselves. + Report this comment
Posted by Egoist 2008-03-13 21:10:47 .... You must be right. The exact thing you say I lack, is the exact thing I look for in stories. Thank you, but I feel as though it's going to be hard for me to get into that form of writing. + Report this comment

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