Bella awakens in the misty forest and calls out, “Mao! Mao! Are you out there?”
She waits for a response but doesn’t get any, so she wanders the forest to find her king. The forest feels empty, hollow, and unwelcoming to her with the air feeling stale and the vegetation stale and lifeless. Bella is uneasy as she makes her way through it. She feels a longing for attention, for the touch of her loving husband. People seem to form themselves out of the shadows and go to Bella to worship her. These people are naked, but beautiful in every way possible from their hair to the shape of their faces and bodies.
They say things like, “Bow down to the everlasting queen.”
“Who is as beautiful as her?”
“Who is as wise as she?”
“What woman does as many good deeds as she?”
“Who has gone through as much suffering?”
Such compliments get to her as she doesn’t react to them until they pick her up and carry her through the forest while chanting, “All hail the queen of queens!” and showering her with repeated compliments. Something about this is wrong and yet, Bella feels overwhelmed by the attention. She’s always wanted praise for what she’s done and what she’s gone through and now she gets all of that at once, but something’s missing. Mao isn’t here. The most valuable thing to her in this world.
The naked servants seem to read her thoughts and say, “You don’t need him.”
“He didn’t sexually satisfy you enough.”
“He didn’t treat you like the goddess you are.”
“You weren’t always the first thing on his mind.”
“He doubted your wisdom.”
“Didn’t always do what you wanted.”
“He was a fool, slow, and a weak man who wasn’t worth your love.”
“He even outsmarted you.”
Bella’s arms become silver that lights on fire as she punches the naked servant who said Mao outsmarted her with her right fist.
“That idiot never did such a thing! And only I can insult my husband, you dolts!”
Now seeing the power in her arm and able to fight back, she shatters every servant that tries to pick her back up as their queen. The shattered pieces of the servants merge together to form one phallic creature. Bella tries to fight it, but it keeps regenerating what it loses. It tries to molest her into submission with its various appendages and phallic body parts.
“Hey!” she screams in protest, “Only my husband can do this to me!”
Bella puts both of her hands on the creature and centers the flames on it to burn it to cinders.
“Now I know how Mao feels,” Bella says with amazement, “Wait for me, my love. You still owe me some…satisfaction.”
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