Foolish is a king, a strong hybrid and a god. A being of immortality and one that can give immortality too. he had lived for centuries and it's not the first time he's been king. though it wasn't that easy. outside of the casual talks and hang outs he has real responsibilities.

He had paperwork, organization, training, monitoring, communications with other kings. so on so forth. that was the only thing he hated about being king, the responsibility and work.

"fuck this." he growled, his sharp teeth clinched, "how the hell should I know what to do with an old mine? Just fill it in your damn self!"

he set the letter down, rubbing his eyes. He swore mortals were so dumb. He was glad they had an expiration date.

"I'm tired, I'll deal with this shit in the morning." he grumbled, getting up from his desk in his large study before making his way to his bedroom.