Continued from Above
In front of the King appeared a holographic display. As he motioned with his fork and grunted voice commands, he was able to instantly see the
heartbeat of his global empire represented on screen after screen of graphs, charts and vids all carefully summarized by thousands of people all
around the world employed by his empire.
As he analyzed and squinted at his birds-eye view of the world, he first poured over mundane things like commodity production and scientific research.
He then quickly moved on to juicier items like the latest thought crime trends, important discussion board topics and tone, his favorite
“surveillance” cameras, daily public opinion polls regarding his favorability and also his daily tax revenues from each of the world nation
“Mmmm, yes, yes, very good. Indeed, yes, oh my, that’s interesting. Mmm hmm, yes, that’s a good amount. My, my, yes, this is tasty fruit, bring
me more of this tomorrow morning,” the King muttered on and on as he ate and surveyed his domain electronically.
An hour and a half later Kindet entered the throne room as requested. “Are you refreshed now, my lord?” he asked. “Why yes, Kindet, I am quite
refreshed. Are my ministers ready?” “Yes, shall I send them in?” Kindet asked, noticing that two of the so-called scenery girls looked rather
disheveled, if it were possible to be disheveled while nude standing on a plinth. Kindet was not unsettled or distracted by the scenery, as he himself
was a eunuch, a requirement of the position. “Yes, send them in at once!” The king said jubilantly.
Secretly, at night, Kindet dared to sneak a thought or two of the early days of his master’s reign and longed for the way things were. As they say,
“absolute power” and all that.
The nine territory ministers filed into the throne room and over to a long table complete with cylindrical seats that was silently lifting out of the
floor as they entered. Not waiting for any formalities Breztok began outlining his plans for the Sons of Light.
“What we are going to do with the Sons of Light program is thus. At every locality, meaning every town, community or neighborhood, you are going to
recruit five people per every five hundred citizens. These people are going to be no younger than 18 and no older than 25. The numbers are to be male
by three quarters and one quarter female. All female recruits must be of average attractiveness at best, not overly feminine and must exhibit
aggressive and masculine tendencies.”
“All recruits must have IQ tests conducted per my global standardized testing and must have results between the 68 and 78 point level. None may be a
part of, or have a history in, any religious organization of any kind and all must come from a family where the parents are divorced or unmarried and
the children were raised by the mother. After you filter them to this point you will perform a personality profile. All recruits must have
narcissistic tendencies yet no real courage and be easily indoctrinated into a group-think order.”
“Understood?” The King asked. All of the ministers nodded silently. “I am explaining this to you explicitly because I don’t want you to mess
it up,” he intoned condescendingly.
“One recruit per five thousand citizens will be an investigator. These particular recruits will be over a territory and will be all male, with IQ
between 85 and 95 and must be proficient or trainable with weapons and techniques of various sadistic utility.”
“This organization has but one purpose. They must identify and report dissent in any form. Anyone identified as a dissenter will be taken by force
to the investigators. The investigators will interrogate the prisoners by any means they see fit and upon completion, if the prisoners confess, they
will be incarcerated in these locations.”
Breztok gestured to a holograph of a rotating globe floating above the table with specks of light indicating locations scattered across all nations
and territories around the world.
“Understood?” The King asked again. The ministers all nodded. “Very well. Kindet has supplemental information and guidelines on holo disk for
your use, please gather them as you leave, immediately. I tire of your presence,” the King said dismissively.
He stood up and strolled over to a table where various powders were arranged neatly. He scooped a small amount of powder onto a tiny gold spoon. As he
bent over and snorted noisily, the conference table and seats began to lower back into the floor. Slightly confused yet not daring to express an
opinion on the matter, the ministers made their way to the exit.
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