COMMISSION I MADE FOR: https://www.furaffinity.net/user/babclayton Here you can read a short fiction which was really fun to write! As you can see in this art, there are links to previous art by me and Clayton.
After Mufasa's death, Simba was really down and exhausted. Everything was his fault. A wildebeest stampede was caused by his roar. Simba is walking in a big desert where there is no water, shade, or any other place. Simba fainted. He was tired, and the sun was beating down on his fur coat. But suddenly, the sky started to get dark. The sky was darker and darker, stars began to get crazier, and then BOOM! A large purple glow appeared, forming a circle. Large glowing eyes appeared in the circle, speaking to the little lion cub. "I watched you, I watched your journey the whole time, which was very ugly and heartbreaking. Unfortunately, I didn't manage to intervene and prevent your event!" The voice of that person was very deep and dominant. Simba was shaking with fear. What was that? Probably just a nightmare. "W-who are you?! What do you want?!" The voice just laughed. "Ho ho hoooo! I am god! God of this world! God of your universe, and I'm here to help you!" Simba just yelled: "Show yourself! I'm not scared of you!" The deep voice laughed again: "HO HO HOOO! What about YOU come up there!" The magical purple gas flew toward Simba. The magic lifted him and began to float him toward the circle. Simba tried to resist, but it was useless. He flew into the circle, and then all the magic and dark weather disappeared. The weather returned to how it was before... Simba opened his eyes. He was shocked! Behind him was a massive, fat, dark cat and around him was purple gas with stars. "Simba, right?" Simba nodded. "Y-yes..." That cat just smirked. "My name is Salem Saberhagen, god of every world. I chose you because of your loyalty, devotion, and perfect vision of what a king should look like. Simba was confused, but he was honored to hear these words, which did not sound very true, but he accepted them anyway. Salem continued: "When I die, you will take my place, you will be king of the entire universe." Salem was lying, of course, he had lived for more than 500 years, but little Simba was intrigued by the offer. "Of WHOOOLE UNIVERSE? Wooooooow..." His eyes sparkled with enthusiasm and hope. "So?" Salem asked. "You have no other choice, so no excuses." Simba shook his head. "There are no excuses! I would love to be the future king of the universe. My dad would be proud." Salem smirked. "Yeah, I think so." So the era of growing up just started. Salem trained his lion disciple to rule the cruel universe. Simba had to eat certain planets, greasy foods, and living creatures in order to grow to the great size that Salem had. It was a matter of maintaining the balance of the universe. Simba grew up in good hands and enjoyed being the ruler of the entire universe without any consequences or dangers.