I am the king. I am above all others. My great and unmatched wisdom is a gift to you. 

I am the anointed one. The chosen one. The one who shines with light. 

Your archaic laws do not pertain to me. They do not control me. As king, I have earned the right to rewrite laws so that they bring me favor. It is also my right to craft any narrative I please. To create an alternate reality to the one that actually exists–which my loyal followers will accept as gospel truth. 

I am impervious to your criticisms and inquiries. And impeachment? You jest. 

The population worships me. 

Politicians fear me. 

World leaders want to be me. 

For I am the king, and above all others. 

Now bow before me and kiss my ring.

Then perhaps, just maybe, I will bestow favor upon you. 



The Butcher
Birds of a Feather

Jim Mitchem

Writer. Father to daughters. Husband. Ad man. Raised by wolves. @jmitchem on twitter. First novel, Minor King, out now.