Long long ago there was a god named Trilet. He was the king of the whole entire kingdom. Every body had to love him and support him or they shall die.
One day he thought for a moment. HMMMM what should I make today? His head went blank. Maybe I can make the waters?
Yes, that’s perfect. I will make the waters today. How brilliant I am.
“Yes,” says Sundra. “You are great, sometimes I think you’re too great for me.”
“How do you think I should make the water?” says Trilet. “I think you should stop and just relax, said Sundra.
“NO, I will not stop. I have to do this for the world and for people and for me, too. How should I make the water?”
“I know,” said Mertin, “what do you want?”
I want to be the one who creates things, and I want to be supported like you, but nooooo I have to serve you and support you. And you know what I get for it? I get locked in the dungeon for 2 days with no food and no water, and when I give you everything you want I get whipped for it.
Do you want to know how it feels? Cause I can show you. I happen to have a whip, right? No, please! I will do whatever you want me to. Just please don’t hurt me.
Promise, promise. I will give you one more chance, but if you blow it then you’re dead and I mean it.
The next week Mertin came back and he looked like a king. He had a sword and on the other side he had a piece of paper and a pen. He had a cape on and a paper crown.
Now I can finally be a king for once. Then he made him write a note saying that I am the worst king in the universe and I shall die.
So I say good-bye to my wife and the kingdom and tell Mertin that I said to be the king and take care of my kingdom.
Then Mertin made him lay on the floor and he slit his throat. He took the crown and put it on.
Now I am finally the king!
A couple days later a huge flood covered the kingdom. Some people died and the king did, too. So now Trilet is the water god, and Martin is the god of the hells. Now when it rains it might be Trilet, the god of the water.
THE END........
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