AN EMPIRE IS ...

AND
FOUNDED ON RULED
HORSEBACK... UNDER THE
SWORD.

I'VE CRUSHED MY RIVALS, SMASHED THEIR TOWHUI, AND

SEIZED THEIR FIEFS. NO ONE CAN STOP ME. FINALLY, I
STAND ALONE, SUPREME.
 AS MY TROOPS IT IS TRUE MANY HAVE PERISHED WHILE I
MARCH PAST PURSUE MY CAUSE. BUT DEATH IS A NON-
MY NEW, EVENT. THERE IS NO CHANGE IN THE
VANQUISHED NUMBER OR TYPE OF PARTICLES IN THEIR
SUBJECTS, I BODIES. THIS IS ALL I NEED TO KNOW.
CAN SMELL THE
STENCH OF
FEAR. THAT IS
IRRATIONAL.

BESIDES, THE I HAPPEN TO BE A MAN OF THE ARTS. I FIND IT

DEAD SHOULD FEEL AESTHETICALLY PLEASING TO ARRANGE THE HEADS
HONOURED TO BE OF MY ENEMIES THIS WAY. THEY ARE MORE USEFUL
SLAIN BY ME. IN DEATH. MY ENTRY FOR THE S'PORE BIENNALE,
WHICH WAS UNFORTUNATELY CENSORED.
I'M CURIOUS IF A
PERSON WITH THREE
HEADS WOULD BE
SMARTER THAN ME.
HENCE I TRIED TO
BRING A HUMAN WITH
THREE HEADS TO
LIFE.HE LIVED FOR
THREE MINUTES BEFORE
I KILLED MY CREATION.

THERE ARE STILL POCKETS

OF RESISTANCE.
I SHALL TRAMPLE THEM.I
DESIRE ABSOLUTE POWER.

NEWTON'S THIRD LAW:

WHEN OBJECT X EXERTS A
FORCE ON OBJECT Y, THE
OPPOSITE FORCE IS THE
SAME. BUT I DISAGREE. I
SHALL RIP THE REBELS
LIMB BY LIMB, ORGAN BY
ORGAN, AND THROW THEM
INTO A BLACK HOLE. THIS
IS THEIR PUNISHMENT FOR
OPPOSING ME.
IT IS TIME FOR BATTLE. SEE HOW THEY TREMBLE AS MY IMPERIAL MIGHT NEARS THEM.
WAR IS THE OPIUM OF THE POWERFUL.
CARCASSES LAY ON
THE BATTLEFIELD,
LIKE A STAR CRUISE
BUFFET FOR CIRCLING
VULTURES TO PILE
THEM ON THEIR
PLATES. BATTLE
MAKES ME HUNGRY,
ESPECIALLY FOR
STEAK.

IT IS TOUGH AND LABOURING TO

BUILD AN EMPIRE. BUT NO ONE
UNDERSTANDS ME. NOT EVEN THE
WOMAN I LOVE.
SHE REJECTED ME WHEN
I WAS STILL POWERLESS
AND UNKNOWN. AFTER I
FOUNDED MY EMPIRE, I
WENT TO HER. SHE
INSULTED ME, THAT I'M
NARCISSISTIC, BRUTAL,
AND A PUSILLANIMOUS
MAN WHO EXCUSES HIS
CRIMES BY HIDING
BEHIND A FALSE FRONT
OF INTELLECTUALISM...
SHE BROKE MY HEART,
AND I BROKE HERS TOO.
AN EMPIRE IS FOUNDED
ON THE HORSEBACK, AND
RULED UNDER THE
SWORD. THAT IS ALL I
NEED TO KNOW.

THE END.