For those of you waiting for Apomimnískoma: having learnt of oneself, I promise I've been working on the next fic. I have a cute snippet to hold you over with some world-building lore. We will get to see Jason enjoy his first Truce with Danny.
Finally, trumpets blared, and the excited chatter tampered off as what could only be described as an eyeball blob ghost in robes appeared on a balcony overlooking the gardens. “Presenting, the High King of the Infinite Realms, Ancient of Space, Eternal Now, King of Stars, the Door Between Realms, the Northern Star of the Dead, and the True Protector. His Royal Majesty, High King Daniel Phantom of the Infinite Realms, accompanied by Sir Jason Phoenix, the King of Iolcos Reborn.”
The roar of the crowd was deafening as Phantom and Jason appeared on the balcony. Batman noted that his son looked mildly uncomfortable being before so many beings, but Phantom raised his hand to kiss his knuckles which easily knocked the discomfort away as Jason focused on Phantom. There were even more cheers as Jason’s frozen skin seemed to take on a green blush. Phantom smiled before turning to the crowd and raising a hand, silence falling through the crowd like a wave.
“Greetings and welcome all!” Phantom announced, voice full of command and authority but still underlined with kindness and care. “We gather here today to celebrate another year come and passed on this night of Truce. I am sure many of you would rather enjoy the party rather than listen to me speak, but lend your attention while we take a moment to look back on the past and then turn our gaze towards the future. Let us, for a moment, remember the past. Long before the Realms designated the first of many High Kings, when the Infinite Realms were still lost to tyranny and disorder. Of the war and blood shed that led to Christophanes and Mas to toss aside their reigning kings' orders of endless violence and shattering in order to save their homes and communities. How, when rulers of their regions poured every effort into tearing the two communities apart, the two leaders of their shared-haunts stood side by side and withstood the onslaught. How they gained allies in withstanding the two kings. And upon this night, almost one hundred orbits around the Core of the Realms, Christophanes and Mas sat with the kings to reach a Truce, bringing about the end to the endless shattering of their people.
“This is a story most of us have heard many times but it reminds us of the things we might accomplish when we are united. We can and have achieved many things working together. Over this past year we have welcomed 42 billion new Deathborn and 39 billion Deathless to our ever growing community. Not only that, but this past year has seen the completion of phase one of the Infinite Realm’s first realm wide transport system, something that has been in the works for the past six years. We rebuilt six regions ravaged in the Nekrotic Flame disaster. Treatments for 81 different diseases have entered clinical trials and another 27 treatments are set to be publicly available within the next few months. The first comprehensive guide to all the Realms has begun production with over three billion volunteers and counting providing pieces. There is so much more that deserves recognition but as much as I would love to, there is just not enough time to recognize all of it.
“But do not let my lack of recognition on this night stop the amazing things that are set to come. From the grandest of projects to the smallest of kindnesses, I love hearing of it all. So, while we remember the past, let us also think of the future. Just as Christophanes and Mas left the Truce meeting with a brighter future in store for the realms, let us celebrate tonight of our past achievements and look to a brighter future. As the sun sets here in the Distant Nebulae region, the time for speeches comes to an end and the time for festivities and fun begins. So with that, we welcome everyone to Truce!”
As if waiting for the High King to finish, the sun dipped out of view and the sky lit up with swirling clouds of differing colors and more stars than any of the humans attending could count. The crowd roared before breaking off into groups and music started up from somewhere. The king turned to his partner, whispering a few things. The partner gave a small nod, though his eyes were focused on the sky, taking in the millions of stars. The king gently started to lead the other away from the balcony, taking him from the view of the humans in the crowd.
