"The plan to make more gas is great and all but it would run out in a month, even with the source. People will rebel against their kings eventually or ask us for things. Disgusting. That just won't work." Leon clicks his pen, staring at a blueprint of his plans to get the 'source' of the gas. "The only other idea is I have is mass murder but other regions will get wind of it and get mad at me and my little Hoppy. AAARGH!"

   The pen explodes in the deranged king's hand. Blue ink splatters all over his hand, face and blueprints. The plastic pieces tumble out of his red and blue hand.

   "But how will any of this make people respect Hop? They will listen to him but like him and respect him? Well if they're all dead they can't think bad things about him!" Leon slams his palm on the sharp plastic shards, grinning. "They shall be deleted and I'll make sure of it."

   Leon slips a single sock off his foot and put it over his right hand."But is mass murder bad Lee?" Leon forces the sock to lip sync his words.

"Yes but it's for Hop so it's fine."

"But would Hop like that?"

"He'll understand."

"True. Now Lee, how will you kill everyone in the Galar region?"

"I'll make the gas deadly, simple as that. Colly can help me with that and after that, my dearest Hop and I will be together forever!"

"How about Victor and Colress?"

"I shall let them live. But if they try to go against us, I will kill them with my very own hands. I'll cut off their limbs and cook them up. Then I will eat them so their screams will forever be inside me and no one else will hear their cries of mercy." Leon chuckles.

"What if Hop goes tell you to stop?"

"He won't and if he does..." Leon pauses. "I'll think about it. But he might not understand what I'm doing for him so I won't stop if I see he's just confused. Just a lost soul who I'm reguiding into greatness."

"But according to Victor's vision you kill H-"

"Silence, fool!" Leon grabs his own hand, slamming it down on the table. "I would never lay a hand on my brother with the intent of murder." Leon hisses at himself. His hand, 'controlled' by the sock, trembles in fear of the monster looming over it.

The deranged voice starts to take over the mind of Leon, forcing him to give in to his lust. The unseeable creature created from Leon's mind. The deep depths of his mind he always tried to ignore ever since he became the champion at 16. The voice he dubbed The King.

Ever since he was the champion, a bit his mind always whispered 'if you can do this, you can do anything.' The term seemed wholesome at first until it slowly dissolved into something more sinister. 'If you can become champion you can do anything.' 'Since you are champion, you can do anything.' 'You are champion so you can do anything and get away with it.' 'You are champion so take it one step further.'

'Go from champion to king. Take over Galar and make the world obey your every command.'

Most of the time Leon could ignore the little nagging voice, wanting him to rule Galar. But after everything that happened in that last week the voice was getting very hard to resist.

'If you're king, Hop can be your little prince or even a secondary king. Everyone will know Hop's name and you can have him all to yourself.'

"I would kill all my friends and my parents before I even think about killing my dearest brother!" Leon snaps at his hand again. "I would kill everyone on this god forsaken planet before even thinking of killing Hop!" Leon, engulfed in The King's advice that continues to be whispered into his ear, fingers go around his wrist. His skin starts to turn purple, gasping for blood.

"You are just in my way, foolish mortal!" Leon cackles, almost under full control of his inner self he suppressed for many years. "I am your king and your God! I am Leon!" His puppet hand goes limp, giving up. Leon takes his left hand off his prey, starting to regain the little bit of sanity he had left in him.

Leon lets out a sigh. "That felt good. Giving in for once..." He gets up and shakes out his body, giving his right hand it's blood back. "But why did it feel so good? Being in control and all that..." Leon hands drift to his face. "And feel like I'm helping my dearest... Maybe that's it! I just love helping my little Hoppy!"

Leon's fingers curl around his face and freshly shaved beard. "Heh heh... Yeah. I just love love LOVE helping Hoppy. Making him the second king and making everyone bow to our very command. Heh, so great. I just can't wait to see Hop's face when he finds out everything I did for him to become the secondary king." Leon mouth opens slightly. His mind travels to twisted ways to mutate a corpse. But the messed up man redeems his thoughts and soon to be actions, reminding himself it's all for his brother's sake. For his brother who hadn't asked for any of this.

Especially the death of his idol.