Kinger's Abstraction

A quiet and grueling afternoon in the circus. The gang minus Kinger all returned after a hot and tiring Adventure that Caine assigned them to. Inside Kingers pillow fort. The Chess king laid there in his purple robe he looked at his own gloves hands noticing that black stuff all over it with coloured eyes. The same stuff that he witnessed his other friends go through. Abstraction. Kinger never thought this day was slowly coming to light. But he was expecting it. Slowly the abstraction covered portions of his body. But unexpectedly the door made out of pillows was opened there there the ribbon girl herself with her mask stands there as she was about to ask him she was instantly horrified. She had came to ask the chess king to help repair her comedy mask. But she never expected this. Immediately she ran out to alert the others. Moments later everyone was surrounding Kinger in his pillow fort with mixed emotions. It was emotional at best. No one expected their local king to abstract. Even Jax didn't say anything snarky remark about it just looked sad and at the edge of crying but doesn't show it. Kinger had been there for everyone when they joined. He was there from the start, witnessed abstractions. Helping new faces. And seeing him abstract himself brought everyone to tears. Kinger was like a parental figures to them all. He had moments when in the dark he could speak true wisdom but not remember it afterwards. Kinger's body was slowly covered in corruption. He could clearly hear their sniffling. And before long Kinger decided to speak a speech that truly made them all cry for him