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Dictator of the World
This chapter of The Lives After Korra is much more dark than the others in the series so far. It contains more violence and blood which is why I give this chapter a PG-13 rating. Now that that's out of the way,
The day is December 31st, 299 AG. When Zolt woke up, he would be crowned Dictator of the World. But first, he would have to sleep, and with sleep comes dreams.
Zolt started his dream in the Spirit World. Zolt was confused and asked where he was. He saw a young girl in the distance. He walked towards her. After walking for about two minutes, he got to her.
"Excuse me," Zolt said, "where am I?"
The girl turned around with a big, friendly grin on her face. The grin faded to a frown.
"Uh..." she said, "wait here."
Zolt stood there for a good two minutes. He looked around still trying to figure out where he was. Zolt didn't know it, but he was in Koh's Realm which after everything that happened days before, was the only realm in existence. He saw the big, brown tree. It's ominous branches swaying in the wind. It made Zolt feel uneasy. Suddenly, Zolt felt someone tap his shoulder.
"What?" Zolt said in an impatient tone as he turned around.
It was Avatar Jimu.
"Avatar?" Zolt said.
"Yes, it is I, the last Avatar." Jimu said.
"What do you want? More importantly, where am I?"
"You are in the Spirit World, home to all spirits that have ever existed. Or at least, it used to."
"What do you mean used to?"
"I don't know why, but all other realms of the Spirit World have been destroyed. Only about a dozen spirits still exist. I think it has something to do with the creature inside that tree. He actually destroyed my spirit. Luckily, my spirit was brought back to life by Avatar Korra. My point is, the Spirit World needs your help, Zolt."
"MY help?" Zolt said in a surprised voice.
"Yes. You see, since I am now a spirit and nothing more, I cannot do anything about the spirit in that tree over there. Because I died in the Avatar State, the Avatar cycle has been severely damaged. The only reason it wasn't destroyed was because I woke up in my coffin."
"You weren't actually dead?" Zolt said in a surprised voice.
"Yes, but somehow I came back to life."
"What exactly do you want me to do?"
"I need you to create a peaceful world. I need you to turn down the opportunity to become the Dictator of the World. If you do, maybe, just maybe, the peaceful energy will be enough to heal the Avatar cycle."
"You want me to turn down the opportunity to rule over billions of people? You're crazy! You're just a kid! What do you know!"
"Zolt, listen to me. You will be killed if--"
"I AM GOING TO BE DICTATOR OF THE WORLD AND THAT'S FINAL!" screamed Zolt at the top of his lungs.
Jimu sighed. Zolt woke up moments later. He was sweating profusely and breathing fast.
The time is 8:00 A.M. and Zolt is getting ready to get crowned dictator. He doesn't have a worry in his head despite his intense dream.
Zolt stepped up to the podium located in the middle of the park. Many soldiers were nearby in case someone tried to attack Zolt. There were many citizens there that both supported and hated him. There was a news crew there to record and broadcast Zolt's speech.
"Happy new century, citizens of the world."
There were mixed reactions from the crowd.
"Settle down, settle down. Now, I know some of you are sad that I am going to be your dictator. But don't be. This is what I was created for. It's not my fault that this was my destiny. As you young people say, I didn't choose the thug life. The thug life chose me. As your dictator, I promise to make more laws. In fact, I have a list right here on what these laws are going to be. Okay, let's see here...I will ban the use of bending for those over the age of two, I will ban road construction, I will raise taxes by 15%, I--"
"Enough!" said Mako III, "I won't let this happen! Let's duel right here, right now! I won't stand by and let you do this!"
"Oh you won't, will you? Okay, Mr. Hero. If you win, you be dictator of the world. If you lose, well, you won't be able to do anything ever again if you lose."
"DEAL!" Mako said not a moment after Zolt finished his sentence.
"Get ready to see bending like you never thought possible!" Zolt said, "Matterbending beats anything!"
Mako had a shocked look on his face. He didn't know that Shi had shown Zolt how to matterbend. This was going to be a short match.
The Big Mistake
One of the soldiers counted down, "Three! Two! One! Fight!"
They both just stood there for a good three minutes.
"Somebody do something!" someone in the crowd shouted.
Zolt lifted his hand, then clenched it.
Mako screamed at the top of his lungs. Zolt put his hands to his sides then lifted them so his fingertips pointed to the sky. Mako screamed even louder. Drops of blood started to come out of his mouth. Zolt put his hands to his head, then squeezed. Streams of blood were now coming out of Mako's mouth.
"Had enough, hero?" Zolt said.
"Yes." Mako said while crying.
"Well I don't think so." Zolt said.
Zolt used his bending to lift Mako about ten feet above the ground and slammed him into the sidewalk. He was without a doubt dead. Blood covered the sidewalk. Citizens watched in horror as Mako just laid there dead.
"You...you killed this poor innocent child!" a woman said.
"Yeah! What the heck is wrong with you!?" another woman said.
"We can't have a monster as our dictator!" said an old man.
"Everyone shut up!" said Zolt, "I AM the Dictator of the World and if you have a problem with that, then either leave this world, or face me!"
The citizens knew they stood no chance against Zolt's matterbending. Everyone just left the park saying nothing.
Zolt sighed. "What did I just do?"
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