Before Jimmithey could continue thinking, the Green Haired Guy's corpse began to tremble and shake.
Jimmithey quickly noticed this and turned to his side.
But right as he turned, the corpse exploded, sending meat and cum to spatter across the entire woods!
"FUCK!!!"
Jimmithey was pushed back, skidding across the grass.
When he landed and looked up, while recovering from shock, he saw a large blue light flashing from the corpse.
The glowing mass of light quickly combined into a single, distinct form. It rapidly constructed a holographic image of the…
The- the KING CUCK!?
"CUCKING HELLO!!! HOW ARE YOU, YOUNG JIMMITHEY?!? I SEE YOU'VE BEATEN MY PAWN, THE GREEN BOY. THE FOOL WHO THOUGHT HE WAS ON THE LEVEL OF A KING! KEKE, WHAT A DUMB ARSE! KAKA!!"
"BUT, THE FOOL WAS QUITE CUCKIN' USEFUL! THIS BATTLE, T'WAS A TEST, A TEST TO SEE IF YOU WERE THE REAL CUCKIN' DEAL. AND NOW I KNOW, YOU ARE! MY GOOD FRIEND JIMMY!"
"KAKA! BEFORE I CONQUER EVERY NATION ON THIS PLANET, I WANTED TO PERSONALLY TALK TO YOU, MY BOY. TO GIVE YOU A PROPOSITION, ONE YOU'LL NEVER DISAGREE WITH. BESIDES, A CUCK SHOULD STICK WITH ANOTHER CUCK!" The Cuck King's massive hologram stated, looking down upon Jimmithey.
When Jimmithey saw the Cuck's face, all of his emotions of confusion and fear were instantly washed away.
He remembered the cause of his misery, the root of this war.
The only reason he had blood and cum on his hands was because of the King Cuck!
"FUCK YOU!!! I'M NOT A FUCKING CUCK AND I'll NEVER FUCKING WORK WITH YOUR BASTARD ASSSS! YOU CAUSED ALL OF THIS!! ALL OF THIS BULLSHIT IS YOUR FAULT!!! I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU, YOU BASTARD CUCK!!!" Jimmithey roared as he stared at the massive blue hologram, slamming his bloody and dirty fists onto the ground.
This sent out a massive shock wave that tumbled over the nearby trees, pushing tremors throughout the forest.
In response to this rage-filled threat, the King Cuck only chuckled, his disgusting laugh eclipsing any other noise in that forest.
"Kekeh, YOUTHFULNESS, at its finest. It is okay, my young cuck. You deny what you are, delude yourself like a Schizo would… Do it all you want. Deny your usage of the red Cuck Energy, which you had just used to kill the Green Boy!"
"Deny, because it is all fine. Either way, you'll learn the truth soon, my cuck friend… Alas, I'll save my cuckin' proposition for later, when you're wiser! For cuck o'clock, perhaps." The King responded with a sly smile, while stroking both his beard and his meat.
"But, I'LL FUCKING TELL YOU, my prophecy. MY WARNING FOR YOU, ONE THAT'LL CONVINCE YOU TO JOIN MY EMPIRE! LISTEN WELL AND GOOD, YOUNG JIMMITHEY…!" The Cuck King proclaimed as he swung his skinny arms to the side, flexing his veiny chest.
The entire world became silent for a second.
Jimmithey only heard the words, the single sentence, that came out of the Cuck's mouth.
"Jimmithey, you will be cucked." The Cuck king simply stated.
After speaking these powerful words, the energy from the Cuck hologram dissipated.
This caused light to fill the forest, blinding everything nearby for a few seconds.
After this flashbang ended, Jimmithey stood up and began limping back to the abandoned school.
"…"
Blood spurted out of his ass, with pain ringing throughout his body.
But he kept going with a stern expression.
He tried to ignore this bullshit prophecy from the King of Cucks, pushing it to the back of his mind.
But even then, he still had a bad feeling.
There was no way the Cuck was right. He was just trying to scare Jimmithey, bringing down his morale.
But, from the back of his mind, Jimmithey could remember what the Colonel of Cosplay mentioned during their battle.
"'I don't know if you get it, but you got, like, the predisposition to be a cuck… It's within your soul, your schizo powers just cover it…' That's what that Colonel bastard said…" Jimmithey thought, continuing to drag himself forward.
"Fuck… It can't be true though… It can't! Everyone who said that bullshit… They're my enemies, all degenerate freaks! Degenerate liars!"
But, wasn't he also a degenerate freak? Look at what he'd just done. Look at how he'd just brutally killed his enemy. Look at how he was just covered in his enemy's cum and blood.
"Fuck…" He shook his head.
He had to forget about whatever the Colonel said. He had to forget about all of these weird questions and threats.
He still had a job to do. He still had comrades and friends; he needed to help!
The Bronies were still there and were ten times the threat the Green Haired Man was.
And now, thanks to the pain and suffering that he'd experienced, he felt a boost hitting his body.
A trauma boost, the unique quality of a Schizo!
Not that 'red power' or 'cuckold powers', but the Schizo powers he was born with.
"Fuck it all… I-I'm coming, everyone… Just hang on!" Jimmithey muttered to himself, strengthening his legs with his delusional aura.
He ran as fast as he could, dashing through the forest in a matter of minutes. He did this all with a determined stare and clenched fists.