[ WP ] You discover the message meant to be given to `` The Chosen One '' was wrongfully given to you .

`` It's You!'' The Horned beast in front of David pointed with an outstretched finger. `` Oh, where are my manners! I apologize, my liege!'' The being knelt before down, his green-flamed sword outstretched before him, its wings draped against its shoulders. For the third time this week, a dreadlord had mistaken him for someone else. `` O mighty one, my sword is yours to command. Let the cries of the unworthy fall upon deaf ears. The Skull Knight shall rise once more! Let the blood of Nez'roth take his rightful crown as the prince of pain, the herald of darkness! I am yours to command.'' David once found it embarrassing as people were starting to stare, their mouths agape. Now he simply found it annoying. 
 
 `` For fuck's sake,'' He spat out, pulling his headphones from his ears. It had become a daily routine since `` The Flux''. Cross the 45th, head down Founder's Avenue, take a right, have a ten foot tall hellspawn mistakenly swear fealty to you. What was once the craziest shit he ever saw became nothing more than a daily annoyance. `` I'm not the fucking Skull Knight or whatever the fuck you and your weirdo Bat-Goat-Lizard friends think I am. Grizby's gon na have my ass if I end up late again.'' 
 
 The Dreadlord sighed. `` It's as the others have said then,'' His deep-throated voice grinded David's gears. `` The chosen one refuses to take his place.'' 
 
 `` No, god damn it! I'm not your king. Get it through your thick skull; There's no dude around here that's `` Nez'roth'' or whatever fucked up named your butt buddy has. Jesus I wish the Flux did n't happen at this point. You Other-Realmers are nothing but trouble. I have to fucking walk 5 miles to work now just to get to work on time because of your dumb-fuck dragon friends! Highways ca n't handle them, and they refuse to fly, what the fuck is with that! You dumb fu-'' 
 
 `` Yeah, ok. I get it. Pinky's mad. DO YOU know HOW LONG it took us to find someone with the name `` David Ylling?'' It took for fucking ever. We do n't use the book of faces or whatever you call that weird shit you get on your magic boxes. We have to do it old-fashioned. Do n't take it out on us, man. We're just trying to do our job. You think *WE* wanted flux to happen? We're not even the ones that caused it! It was one of you assholes that did, you rude little pinky!'' The ten foot-tall beast began to head towards the crosswalk, grumbling to himself. The demon then mashed the button for the crossing sign a bit too hard. The machine sparked then exploded. The Dreadlord sighed again. 
 
 Then it hit David. *Am I that really dense? * he thought as the plan hit him like a semi. *I have a group of things that look like something like a heavy metal album who think I'm their king! I could use this. * He rubbed his hands together deviously. *This is gon na be fun. * 
 
 `` HEY, BIG GUY!'' He shouted. The dreadlord turned, clearly not wanting to talk to David anymore. `` Oh no,'' it moaned. `` What do you want? To berate me some more?'' 
 
 `` No,'' David replied. `` I've come to tell you i've uh, accepted my fate. Yeah. That's it. I'm the blood of Nebuchadnezzar or whatever the fuck you said.'' 
 
 The Dreadlord's Eyes glew brighter as a smile reproached his face. `` I knew you would see the darkness! What is your first command, my liege?'' 
 
 David smiled. For years life had gave him the short end of the stick. Now, things look to take a turn for the better.
