The pyfuhn Ray (part one)

King Bentuzi gazed out at his creation from the balcony.

It was magnificent, and he could not in good conscience take all the credit for it’s construction.

He turned to his servant and head engineer, Ashtheer Arkathyme, Bentuzi’s face lit with a grin that beamed like a childs.

“This is a great service you have done for this kingdom, Ashtheer, more than you will ever know.”

Ashtheer smiled humbly and gave a slight nod. A nod that acknowledged his own success, but not to the extent of outshining his king.

Ashtheer was a no nonsense man. He was an educated engineer. He was the inventor of the Arkathyme sphere and the designer of the nations most effective warships. And now he had created the greatest weapon of peace to grace Pyfuhneras lands.

He hoped.

“I am so glad you are pleased, lord Bentuzi.” he said genuinely.

“You have outdone yourself my friend. With this construct, we may finally free our people from those wretched beasts…” King Bentuzi said with visible distaste at their mention. “Perhaps even prevent war with The Ahten.”

Ashtheer nodded, but he doubted it would do more than enrage The Ahtens current ruler. Sethari was a jealous man, he knew that without doubt…

Nonetheless he knew how important this weapon was. It would effectively remove one of the oppressors Pyfuhnera faced. He understood that King Bentuzi had made a risky gamble.

We would face the beasts, or face war with the Ahten.

He hoped King Bentuzi had chosen right.

There was hope however, a weapon of this magnitude may finally strike some humility into the Ahtenians. He huffed to himself.

As if…

But Bentuzi chose to rejoice. A king deserved a moment of peace after all.

“Where is Lolana?” The king asked, excited to see the look on his wife’s face when she could see their creation finally completed.

“She is at the pyramid admiring it as we speak” Ashtheer said with a knowing smile. The king nodded, resting his elbows on the balconies railing as he gazed at the construct.

“What shall we call it?” He said with a sort of finalty, like a journey that had finally been completed.

“I was never one for creative literature, milord.”

Kind Bentuzi chuckled.
“Very well, but Ashtheer, you must know, a name is important. This thing we have built is more than a weapon. It is a symbol. It must unite our people. A ray of hope in the dark…”

He smiled. “The Pyfuhn Ray.”

(Also yes, i drew the featured image myself on google slides with about 400 different colored shapes. Also yes, it is essentially a giant magnifying glass on a pyramid to scorch their enemies buns off by magnifying the sun. And yes, part two is coming very soon.)