Black clouds cascaded over any last remaining light or hope this unfortunate planet had left. Flames licked the destroyed earth. Buildings charred to ashes. The cries of terror and agony echoed throughout the lands. Crawling on the ground battered with burns was a man fighting for his people and planet. His blue eyes gazing up at the Tyrant responsible for his suffering. His painful whimpers and heavy breaths showed his desperate clings to stay alive.
"Y..you won't get away with...t..this..."
He said between grunting breathing. The Tyrant's gaze was intense. As crimson as the bloody ground of corpses before him. His eyes gazed downward at the man clinging to his last threads of life.
"How pathetic you are to think you had a chance."
He rose his arms in the air looking around at the terror.
"Look around you, there is only death and chaos. I tried reasoning with your kind ,but to no avail. You chose not to be diplomatic about this, so your people's blood is on your own hands. You chose rebellion and I am the cessation of your hostilities"
The Tyrant's tail then reached out coiling around the man's throat lifting him off the ground.
The man began to struggle and gag as he was being held in the Emperor's tight grip. His hands digging into Freeza's tail, but it proved futile. Then with a loud popping crack the man's body fell silent and lifeless. Freeza threw the man to the side like trash and began to look around to the remaining survivors. A dark savage chuckle escaped from his dark plumb lips.
"Look at this, you all cowering beneath my might. This is what it means to truly conquer! Your blood and corpses will nourish the soils for where I will build a wealthy future. I give you my thanks dear friends. Your deaths will not be in vain."
The Emperor the rose his hand as the agonizing screams of terror echoed throughout the planet. The flag of the fallen clan fell over Freeza blowing in the wind giving him the appearance of a reaper. He grabbed the flag burning it into ashes through his hand. After the Emperor and his men had slaughtered all the citizens he gave orders to his men to began preparations to clean up and rebuild. The savage Tyrant slowly walked to his ship stepping inside.
He let out a sigh and lowered his guard. He rubbed the side of his cheek as crusted flakes got stuck in his claws.
"Have my attendants run me a bath, it appears I'm covered in dried blood."
The men saw to it and a few went to do the job. Frieza relaxed hoping nothing would bother his relaxation while he waited for his bath.
"I do wonder....what new planets I shall conquer next...?"
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