Robert - The king - Raymond - The beasts --- He sat down, eating what atleast seemed to be like food, or the scraps of The king. Robert sighs, '' I hate my job. '' The king looked over, laughing '' Atleast you have money, you fool. '' '' 1% Of what you've got, '' Robert rolls his eyes in frustration, moving his hair to the side, '' How would you like that over eye of yours to get SLIT out? '' The king taunted, cackling. Robert was quiet. So was the king. The silence broke with a scream, Raymond yelling '' THE BEASTS- THE BEASTS! '' King glared at Raymond, '' Robert. Your time to leave, '' Robert rised up from the floor, grabbing a pan, '' I'll be back soon, my king, '' He ran out with Raymond, -- LATER. -- Robert came back in, splatterd with his own orange blood, another huge cut was on his face. Raymond also came back, but more black holes was on his face. '' I-- WE- Killed them off. '' Robert says quietly '' Oh,, did you really? '' The king smirked, glancing at Raym