Chapitre 124: Hundred & Twenty Four (124)
Location: ???
Sitting on a throne was a huge man who was sitting half naked. Surrounding the man were several blue men some with legs some with the fish tails, This group were all in a massive open temple-like space, apart from the massive throne which dwarfed most of them.
The group were surrounded by Pillars on all sides that were all filled with carvings and arts that indicated some level of culture by the blue men. Sitting on the throne was a man whose most identifying feature is his normal skin color and the wings on his ankles.
"Your Majesty!" One of the fish men called out in a language not know to the surface world as he gave a bow filled with respect of the highest other
"Speak?" Said the man on the throne.
"I bring good but bad news"
"What is it"
"The Skarka has been destroyed"
"And the bad part?"
"The Skarka still remains but under the rule of Elysium" The man said leading to a pause that lasted a few minutes
Soon the entire group could feel the oppressive aura that was slowly forming in the room, they all understood what it meant for the Skarka to be under Elysium's rule. The Skarka tribe was the only Atlantean tribe that wasn't under the rule of his Majesty.
This was a tribe that was at war with all seven seas and the Atlanteans in it, yet somehow some Surface nation had conquered it and this was despite the fact that a treaty had been signed between the two lands. Elysium had clearly violated that treaty by attacking the Skarka.
"Is Attuma dead?" The man asked
"No, my lord"
"Then how is a surface kingdom ruling over them?"
"they hold his people hostage"
"Lies…. since when has Attuma ever cared about his people…. he's just a coward, Prepare the army… we will show Elysium what it means to mess with an Atlantean colony"
"Yes, Lord Namor" The men in the room answered as they all left the room to do as he had ordered.
Namor was king of Atlantis and Atlantis covered all five (5) oceans and more. Namor couldn't believe that a surface nation would ever attack an Atlantean colony, he had seen their researchers that were curious about Atlantis but never had he seen a surface nation rule one of his colonies.
The Skarka tribe may be only tribe in the entirety of the oceans to go against Atlantis itself but they were still Atlantean hence why he hasn't sent them all to oblivion. Now hearing that a surface nation was ruling them meant nothing else to him other than said nation, declaring war on him.
"It seems it has been long since Atlantis showed its might to the surface world" Namor said as he grabbed his spear and flew away.
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The Next Day
Earth.
New York City,
Somewhere in Manhattan, a press conference was being held as reporters and several other people of such profession gathered around and into a building waiting for the speaker to announce what it was that actually brought people here.
"Mr Stark, the people would like to know how your life has been since your return from you know" A reporter asked while nearly shoving his mic into the man's throat
"What can I say, Life has been great and it also reinforces my decision to close down our Weapons Manufacturing division… Well, I've always said that I was too pretty to be a soldier" Stark said as the small crowd laughed
"... but just a few weeks there was more than enough for me to wash my hands off everything that can fuel the flames of war even more, this peace is amazing and it should be what all of us should be thriving for but some people out there don't listen" He continued but this time, a bit more seriously than earlier
"What does that mean for Stark Industries though?" Another reporter asked
"We have set up the Stark Foundation, to help reach out to these war-stricken places all around the Earth and help in anyway we can. We have been blind to their sufferings for too long" Stark said which brought about a loud applause
"Thank you but I guess this is what people mean when they say 'only the shoe's wearer knows where it pains', if I didn't spend time in captive, I will probably never turn my attention towards them" Stark said completely self-aware as to why he was doing this
He had been self-absorbed nearly all of his life and after his kidnapping, he had no choice but to reinvent his life. He had the wealth that was doing nothing but just stockpiling, he could use the money to help as many people or countries he can and that was what he planned to do from now on.
"Any other questions?" Stark asked the crowd of reporters who were all already preparing their script for when they eventually have to report the news
"Yes, actually" A man in the crowd stood up
"Go on?"
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