Chapter.1 The hanged king's past

A/N just to let you guys know this is an SCP so if you wanna know more about him just search the hanged king up.

I was once the ruler of the city-state name alagadda, where I governed as a corrupt tyrant doing anything I want, And even started studying ancient dark magic from the abyss, just to satisfy my curiosity. At some point, I came into contact with the Brothers of Death. We played games but I lost obviously.

Eventually, after some time, my people started a rebellion against me. setting my castle on fire, killing my loyal subjects including my most loyal subordinate the court jester you could say that he is the person that I trust the most out of all the people that are loyal to me.

After they finished killing all of my loyal subjects they captured me. Ripped my crown and robe away from me. Turning me into a mere slave bound by chains, I was forced to crawl the streets of the city while being mocked, beaten, kicked, and pelted with filthy things by my former people, My jaw broke at some point of the beating but I was distracted by the loud cheers of my people.

I was so angry that I started yelling all the unholy words I can think of, but because of my broken jaw it was much harder to talk but my way of pronouncing the unholy words was loud and clear that my people could get the gist of what I'm saying, Seeing their frightened faces were satisfying but it was short-lived as they started celebrating harder just to tune out my voice and silence me.

I was hung outside of the city on a hill not that far away as I slowly climb the gallows I started to mutter unholy words as if I was possessed, I didn't say them out loud as that would only make them cheer louder just so that they won't hear me. As I finally reach the noose they handled me very roughly not caring if I get hurt in the process. Hehe, obviously what's the point of gently handling a person that's about to get executed? As the noose is wrapped tightly on my neck they started a count down as to when they would let the trapdoor fall.

Once they reached 2 in their count down they Immediately pulled the lever, Remembering it now it was quite funny to see tons of people trying to be the one to pull the lever. As I was being suffocated I muttered one last curse before my body went limp.

I was in total darkness as soon as I woke up and seemed to be covered by dirt I was unable to move as the pressure of the earth is way beyond my rotting body's capability, I heard the sound of crows cawing which I could somehow understand, but it turns out the crows that were cawing was the brothers of death.

As I, having refused to die.

I negotiated with the two brothers for three days and two nights and I ended up bargaining the souls of the others, which they already gained since for the last three days they've been doing a lot of messing around. That I only understood after getting out of my grave.

The rivers were red, rotting flesh could be smelled from miles away, and dead bodies could be found everywhere.

As I traveled the city I was able to see the countless ways the people killed themselves, there was one that caught my attention it was more of a self-torture and it doesn't compare to the others as for them it was a painless death, so I assumed that the guy was a massive masochist but I won't say what he did.

As I reached my palace I sat down on my throne covered by rusted spikes which pierced my flesh as soon as I sat down And brought intense pain to my soul but despite the pain, I remained silent until the palace began to tremble and the red river boiled.

The crows started to circle the city and pecked any surviving subjects to death.

I was now permanently bound to my throne forever with it, As I was contemplating what to do, My undead jester came and brought the blood of the brothers, which I took, but due to my trembling hands, I dropped the blood. The blood that would completely resurrect me spilled on the floor.

Due to the spilled blood, the dead throughout the city revived, now in an inhumane form with mascarade masks on their face. The now revived dead people started to celebrate by doing anything they can, Creating a city-wide orgie that became commonplace.

I was speechless, I wanted to scream! but my death made me unable to speak, so I can only weep in silence.

During then aspiring artists and scholars that lived in the city decided to leave and run before my hanging.

Despite their escape, they suffered from nightmares, which showed the new vile form of my city. These dreams would influence them to create works of art, plays, or literature based on me and my city, which would spread my influence and make everyone who views said adaptations accessible to me.

After that more stuff happened I grew stronger traveled the universe and multiverse met the scarlet king served him grew more stronger tore down the tree of knowledge did more stuff until... my powers started getting weaker and weaker and weaker and weaker until...

and here we are at present, I have already studied the reason as to why my power started getting weaker, and it turns out that because of my failed resurrection my body started absorbing my powers to sustain itself so I could live. But what would life be without power? I've lived for a long time now, I don't even think universal entities like me in my peak have a perception of time but life would be meaningless without strength, If you don't have the strength you don't even have the right to talk or live that was the way the omniverse works after knowing the reason I finally decided that it was time for me to got to the afterlife.

'After all the things I have done, The afterlife might be harsh on me but if I had the chance I would try to change... ha~ the good on my consciousness that I have already forgotten is taking over my mind but...It's nostalgic this feeling.... *sigh* looks like old age is getting on me if it was me in the past, I would've said that this feeling is useless but after bottling up this feeling for so long I feel complete'

'At least now I could finally rest, finally....'

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A/N: I made this in a hurry since i lost my motivation to write this halfway through so if you don't like it then...okay.