The Earth After Rebirth

He was still the hound that had to take responsibility for his actions. He had just killed their king, they had no one else but him, he also didn't know the first thing about running a kingdom. But he wouldn't let himself abandon them.

Kiro landed gently on his back, "you'll learn, don't worry too much about the future, bask a little in your victory." He said gently, caressing his fur that was growing rather uncontrollably longer.

"Our victory, master." Hubris corrected, taking a deep sigh.

"Yes, yes it is. By the way, what are we going to do about that little weasel?" Kiro jerked Ammon's way.

Hubris shot Ammon a disgusted look. He was still standing there dumbly, even if he ran he had nowhere to hide. The whole kingdom was now in the hands of someone else. He may be able to avoid capture for a couple of months.

But he'd be caught eventually—unless, unless he ran to the lands his kin had deemed too dangerous to colonise. That would be an option, but the hound was too much of a coward. So he took his chances here with the young pup in front of him now.

'Maybe if I show my usefulness, they won't totally kill me.' He showed a slight, friendly smile.

"Sire—" He started but didn't get to finish.

Hubris forced his mouth shut using gravity, "Shut your dirty mouth." He said coldly, "I'm not my uncle. BOW!"

He bellowed, the cheers quietened, now everyone was watching the show their new King had blessed them with. In a way, Hubris was making an example of Ammon in front of them while at the same time showing off his great power.

As if to say 'Betray me, I dare you.' Everyone watched with great anticipation.

The command he had given Ammon was coupled with gravity to force him to the ground. He laid flat on his stomach on the many corpses that he helped trained. He felt like the whole universe was placed on his shoulders. It was particularly difficult to breathe.

"You made sure didn't you, you made sure you'd kill off 2 generations of the royal line. 3 if you counted me. You're a treacherous little scum who doesn't deserve life or death. You deserve nothing but endless suffering." He spat.

He disappeared and appeared at the back of the hound lying on his brethren, that had a look of absolute terror in his eyes. He knew then he couldn't be saved, he wished he could've taken his chances out there in the wilds.

"You've been scheming for a long time. I'm sure my father and uncle weren't the only ones who fell victim by your cunning hand. I didn't imagine you'd be this terrified to die. You should be embracing your punishment with arms open wide."

Hubris swung his claws, aiming for his tail and cut it cleanly off. Ammon shut his eyes as if to say a little prayer. If hounds could cry, tears would be streaming down his gaunt face.

"This is how traitors are punished, you must know."

He increased the invisible weight which he had burdened Ammon with. His muffled screams could be heard, as his bones started to crack, one after another.

Kiro looked at his mount, both proud and terrified. He had always looked at Hubris as the soft puppy he met that time, he didn't really think about it. But now he could see it clearly. Standing before him was the King of the hounds, the ancient beast that had been his companion all this time. He'd miss him. ҽҳрƹ#г*ί-е$пς!ƹ-#

Ammon on the other hand eventually died by his own weight that was made to be a thousand times more than it was.

Hubris didn't need confirmation from him but he knew in his gut that, while his uncle wasn't innocent, he'd have suffered the same fate as his brother with Ammon by his side.

With all the rage that was pumping in his veins that time, he'd noticed too late that he had poison within him, although it was still in its early stages it had made irreparable damage. If he had known, he would have just given him the painful death he deserved, he wouldn't have cut his tail too.

But it was too late for regrets now, there was nothing be could do but hope that the brothers would meet again and mend their relationship.

"Sun Wukong, Cerberus, I'll leave the rest in your hands." He said under his breath and walked off the battlefield.

The stench was starting to smell unbearable as the sun blessed the land more than it usually did. The rotting was already starting to happen.

"Sire, thank you so much!"

"Sire, will you be using the hill castle as your palace?"

"Sire, what shall we do next?"

Everyone was too excited, and were asking questions all at the same time. Having seen the power of their next King, nobody had any doubts in their mind that they could potentially enter the greatest time of their Kingdom yet.

"Geez, give the man some room to breathe. He just killed his uncle you know." Kiro reprimanded.

They sheepishly apologised.

"It's okay, heal the injured first." Hubris gave his first command as their leader.

"We've done that Sire. Should we burn or move the corpses?" Belial asked.

"Leave them be, they should be nutritious for the soil. Just pour some some soil over them."

"Right away."

A team quickly assembled.

"So, Hubris, are you going to live at the hill castle?"

"Hell no master, I'll destroy that whole island."

He disappeared from where he was and instantly arrived at where the castle was erected. Both master and hound shot at it with their strongest attack. It crambled to nothingness, as the body of water swallowed it whole.