Philip stoop atop the platform, realising that sometimes, he can say no. Sometimes, you don’t need to take the bet. Sometimes, it’s okay to just look boring. But, he is who he is.

The rainbow of creatures that stood in front of him, blinking and waiting, did nothing to ease his nerves. The faces of some making him realise that, he, a simple man with one eye, was nothing special. But a bet was a bet and he was going to deliver.

“Ladies and gentlemen. Monsters and monstresses. I won’t stand here and promise you things I will achieve if you choose me. Realistically, I won’t deliver them. However what I will say, is that I am one of you.” The silence was deafening, but he wasn’t getting booed at yet, so that had to be something. “I am one of you, so I know what we want. Not what these pretentious rich people think we want.” He was breaking out in a sweat now. His heart pounding louder than his thoughts. He should’ve prepared a speech.

“What we want, is some freedom to roam the skies. We want freedom to use our spaceships to leave Rongu and explore the universe. What we want is freedom.”

Creatures started to nod. That was good right? Philip’s confidence slowly growing, his voice rising with passion. “So, what I will say, is as president of Rongu, I will allow spaceships to leave as they please. For creatures to roam the skies as they please. At the end of the day, what else are we meant to do?” Loud roars and cheers erupted.

The sight was unreal, the setting suns created a backdrop worthy of art. This is when Philip realised, it was worthy taking the bet of winning the presidential election.