The king needs a babysitter
Long after defeating Pariah, Danny realises something. He’s been getting stronger. It’s become harder to control his powers. God, it’s even harder to stay in one form, always flickering.
The truth? After putting Pariah Dark back in his box, he started to siphon his powers. He’s not the ghost king, Pariah is. Not by power or blood but by name. It’s an empty title.
So now the ancients feel comfortable letting him free, and wouldn’t you know it, they need someone to watch him. A babysitter to keep him from going evil again.
Sure you can have a little power back, if you do your paperwork. Of course you can have some power back to fight these little shits trying to destroy the veil, but you can’t keep it.
It’s so fun for him. Danny that is.
Except now Pariah’s been summoned for the first time in years, since the news that he’s out and about got released.
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“I must apologise, I am not allowed to use my power without my… advisors permission.” he says calmly, folding his hands in front him. Pariah can see the way the heroes shift, the summoners anger boils but does not flow. What a pity.
“What kind of king needs a babysitter?” One of them asks so rudely. He can partially anger getting closer. Get angry. Get angry so I can justify killling you.
“The kind that likes to causes the extinction of entire species for fun.” Ah. There he is. In all his horrifying(to mortals) glory. “Hi, yes, Pariah? I must thank you for your patience. When we get home you can have an hour of partial power.”
Yes. Having an advisor is worth it.
