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You feel the weight of everything crushing down on you for this decision. The turbulent beginning of your reign, your joy at your victory at <span class="mu-i">The Stand</span>, the brutality of wearing the Death Mask and conducting your own genocide crusade, and now the shock of discovering the Andoen aliens life vaults and secret technology never before known. It's been a long and heavy time; and now the banality of everyday life, something as stupid as <span class="mu-i">economic mismanagement</span>, threatens your reign and your people's future.
You think back, back to the start of this, when you killed Bantam and made yourself the Supreme Ruler by force of might. You stood over Bantam's bleeding body, the Supreme Ruler who was both stronger and more skilled then you, yet hesitated in the last moment, allowing you to kill him. Just then, you were accosted by the security staff, agents of Hegemonic control...
<span class="mu-g">”Unhand me, you fools! I am Supreme Ruler by right of conquest. I have done nothing wrong, this amulet is mine!”</span>
“Yes, your Majesty. You are the Supreme Ruler. But you must come with us now, there is something you must see.”
<span class="mu-g">”I will see whatever I wish. Unhand me, now!”</span>
“No, your Majesty. You must watch this video first. It is a requirement for all Supreme Rulers. If you refuse, we will kill you, and find the back-up Supreme Ruler to replace you. It is non-negotiable.”
<span class="mu-g">”Why you...”</span>
“You are free to punish us afterwards, your Grace. But this is the one thing all Supremes must do. It is not a choice. Once you have seen it, you will see it is necessary. Come with us, just for a moment of your time, your Majesty...”
You are sat in a room, the Hegemonic medallion cold on your still flushed skin from your “sparring session”, before an ancient video machine is rolled into the room. Projected on a flat, self-powered screen- physical media playing from a well preserved machine. This has not been uploaded to the AI network, this is something secret. The video is played on, and the men of the secret hegemonic control leave the room, not even allowed to watch this along with you.
There on the screen stands Akule, the Unspeakable, the first and last Supreme Ruler. You do not know at what point in his reign this is, but it is a shock to see him; his public appearances and speeches are well memorized and cataloged by the Hegemony. There is no cheering crowd, no court of international officials who judgment is being passed upon, and he is alone.