Flashback — Space War Arc
After the cataclysmic battle between Carter and King Larthur, Dream stepped in, unleashing her wrath.
She detonated King Larthur's body in a violent explosion of void and light — nothing remained.
Or so they thought.
Far from the battlefield, deep within the shadows of broken asteroid fields, the space shimmered... and King Larthur revealed himself.
Bruised, bleeding, and barely standing, he deactivated his Camouflage ability — a rare power that let him seamlessly merge with the environment and send out a decoy clone to be destroyed in his place.
Then, a voice called out behind him.
"Still clinging to life?"
A tall man approached, clad in dark armor with a jagged black eyepatch, his aura soaked in a mysterious dark matter.
Black Heart.
Larthur looked up. "So you found me…"
Black Heart smirked. "I always do. That copy trick of yours… You fooled even her. Impressive."
Larthur clenched his fists, face contorted in frustration. "That damn woman… she blew my copy apart like I was nothing."
"Don't talk. You'll bleed out."
With a snap of his fingers, a spaceship formed from swirling shadow — like it was forged from nightmares.
Black Heart extended a hand. "Get in."
Larthur hesitated… then stepped forward.
"Thank you. Once I take my revenge… I'll repay you, Black Heart."
Black Heart didn't smile this time.
"Just don't die before then."
In Ultronia
After the crash landing…
Badly injured, King Larthur was taken to the nearest hospital in Ultronia—an interplanetary kingdom made up of three planets connected by skybridges and teleportation arrays. Word spread fast: the exiled king of a fallen realm had returned.
But this wasn't a coincidence. It was the start of a long-laid plan.
While recovering, Larthur met a familiar face—an old spy he had once sent to infiltrate Ultronia many years ago.
The spy reported grim news:
Unemployment was at 77%
Public unrest was growing
The royal family was fractured
And three different rebel movements were emerging—one of them led by space pirates occupying half of the Left Planet
Larthur asked about the next heir to the throne, and his spy arranged a discreet meeting.
Larthur met the crown prince—the likely successor of Ultronia's throne—in a quiet restaurant on the middle planet. They struck a deal:
Larthur would help him become king
In return, the prince would help Larthur seek vengeance on his enemies from the Space War
They sealed it in silence, both knowing betrayal was inevitable.
Larthur's spy—a brilliant but twisted scientist—found a desperate woman among the unemployed masses. Beautiful, intelligent, and willing to do anything for money, she became their weapon.
Her mission:
Seduce the current king's younger brother
Accuse him of a heinous crime—a scandal that would shake the royal image
Meanwhile, the spy would forge evidence
To add chaos, the spy infected a rare animal near the palace with a genetically modified illness—highly contagious, incurable, and undetectable.
Within days:
The royal brother was arrested
The king was dragged into court, publicly disgraced
A mysterious illness began spreading through the capital
And the space pirates launched synchronized attacks on several provinces—on Larthur's command
Protests broke out. The people demanded justice. The court was flooded. The king was overwhelmed.
Then, when the time was perfect, Larthur made his final move:
A small infected mouse was released inside the king's chamber
Within hours, the king fell ill
Within days, he died quietly
There was no traceable culprit. The woman vanished—paid and smuggled off-world.
With the old king dead, the crown prince rose to power. But before he could enjoy his reign, Larthur assassinated him—ensuring there would be no rivals.
Then Larthur emerged as a savior:
Cured the illness, claiming his scientists had found the solution
Ordered the pirates to retreat, appearing as a peace-bringer
Granted the pirates their own planet as a reward for "negotiating peace"
The people cheered. The unrest died. Ultronia had a new leader.
With Ultronia in his grasp and the three planets unified under his iron will, King Larthur turned his gaze toward the stars—to those who wronged him during the Space War.
His revenge was only beginning.
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