u/Rex_Storm1

The Bakayaro Chronicles! (Satire Parody)

​

Part II — The Great Baka War

Eventually Lady OokiiShirii gave birth to a son.

His name was Prince Vegauskezening Bakayaro.

The naming convention continued.

Unfortunately neighboring kingdoms had finally grown tired of the nonsense emerging from Hentaippon.

Thus began the Great Baka War.

The old king had grown frail with age.

Too much time spent humping pillows instead of producing heirs in his youth had taken its toll.

So the prince was summoned.

The king spoke:

“My son… you shall lead our armies.”

He then bestowed upon him the wisdom of the Four Great Animes.

The prince nodded solemnly.

“All is going according to plan.”

He immediately tripped over his own cloak.

The queen cried tears of pride.

The prince marched to battle Naruto-running across the countryside while the army awkwardly slowed itself so they would not overtake their commander.

He refused armor.

He refused horses.

He refused proper swords because none resembled the blades used by Aizen or Sasuke.

Thus he marched carrying a reverse-grip tanto while screaming:

“CHANT THE NAME OF BAKAYARO!”

His own soldiers obeyed.

Mostly because it also functioned as an insult.

The enemy however mistook this for fanatical loyalty.

On the battlefield both armies stood ready.

The prince raised his arm dramatically toward the heavens.

“KIRIN!”

Nothing happened.

An awkward silence consumed the battlefield.

Tumbleweeds reportedly rolled by.

The enemy commanders however misinterpreted the gesture as an order to charge.

General BP, already pale with stress, quietly signaled the army to actually attack.

Thus the battle began.

Throughout the war the prince accidentally achieved victory after victory through misunderstandings, sheer luck and enemy paranoia.

At one point he accidentally killed his own messenger while attempting to shoot an enemy scout.

General BP burned the evidence immediately.

Eventually the enemy challenged Hentaippon to champion combat.

The prince stepped forward.

He wore:

a white coat inspired by Aizen,

Saiyan-like gloves and boots,

makeup resembling King’s scar,

and held his reverse-grip tanto with supreme confidence.

The enemy champion was horrified.

The prince then delivered a long anime monologue.

Unfortunately the enemy could not understand the language.

The words passed through countless terrified translators until the final version essentially became:

“The Prince of Hentaippon shall annihilate the continent itself.”

The enemy scribe died of stress immediately after completing the translation.

Thus the legend spread that the prince’s very words could kill.

The duel began.

The enemy champion charged heroically.

The prince smirked.

In his mind this was the moment he would move faster than light and decapitate his foe.

Unfortunately he forgot to actually move.

The enemy champion, already psychologically shattered, panicked upon seeing the smirk.

He tripped over himself.

His own flail crushed his skull.

The prince stood there motionless.

The battlefield fell silent.

To the prince, he had finally mastered invisible sword speed.

To the enemy, he had moved too fast to perceive.

To his own army, nobody had any idea what just happened.

General BP immediately screamed:

“NO MERCY!”

The enemy army collapsed in terror.

Thus ended the Great Baka War.

\---

Part III — The God-King

Prince Vegauskezening returned home a living legend.

His father abdicated the throne.

General BP retired as well, passing his burden and truth onto his son:

General PaleFace.

The neighboring kingdoms, utterly terrified, swore themselves as vassals to the new God-King.

History recorded Vegauskezening as:

a warrior beyond mortal speed,

a man whose words killed,

and a conqueror blessed by fate itself.

Only the generals knew the truth.

Then came the question of succession.

General PaleFace was tasked with finding the perfect bride.

His requirements were simple:

no anime obsession,

no manga,

no absurd proportions,

actual intelligence,

and flawless etiquette.

After rejecting many degenerate candidates he finally met:

Lady Naminatanade of House Senyuga.

She was elegant.

Shy.

Refined.

General PaleFace nearly cried from relief.

Unfortunately her name was inspired by Nami, Tsunade and Hinata.

PaleFace became even paler.

But Lady Naminatanade quietly confessed:

“My lord… I do not care for manga. I merely enjoy flowers and crochet.”

General PaleFace openly wept.

Thus she married King Vegauskezening.

The wedding itself became the greatest anime convention the continent had ever witnessed.

Yet Queen Naminatanade quickly proved herself the true stabilizer of the realm.

On their honeymoon she discovered:

anime underwear,

a biohazard waifu pillow,

and the full extent of Bakayaro degeneracy.

She promptly threw the pillow and underwear into the fireplace.

The king, believing her to be either a tsundere or yandere, fell even more deeply in love.

For the first time in history, the matriarchy tamed the patriarchy.

General BP wrote a congratulatory letter praising both Queen Naminatanade and General PaleFace for finally saving the kingdom.

\---

Part IV — The Twins

Eventually the queen gave birth to twins.

The king immediately prepared horrifying anime fusion names.

The queen shut him down instantly.

“Not a single anime name shall leave your mouth, Bakayaro.”

Thus the twins were named:

Sora.

And Shion.

The curse of anime naming conventions had finally been broken.

General PaleFace achieved inner peace.

The twins grew under the guidance of the queen and the general.

Both became prodigies.

Shion mastered:

tactics,

diplomacy,

and language.

Sora mastered:

combat,

history,

and genuine swordsmanship.

One day the young prince sparred against his father.

The king proudly used the legendary reverse grip.

Sora defeated him in a single strike.

The kingdom was shaken.

Thus was born the legend of:

The God-Slayer.

Shion recorded the duel elegantly.

Her account spread throughout the world.

And so the myths of House Bakayaro grew once more.

Yet this time…

The heirs were actually worthy of them.

Thus ends the tale of House Bakayaro.

For at long last, all was well in the kingdom of Hentaippon.

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u/Rex_Storm1 — 5 days ago

The Bakayaro Chronicles!

​

Part II — The Great Baka War

Eventually Lady OokiiShirii gave birth to a son.

His name was Prince Vegauskezening Bakayaro.

The naming convention continued.

Unfortunately neighboring kingdoms had finally grown tired of the nonsense emerging from Hentaippon.

Thus began the Great Baka War.

The old king had grown frail with age.

Too much time spent humping pillows instead of producing heirs in his youth had taken its toll.

So the prince was summoned.

The king spoke:

“My son… you shall lead our armies.”

He then bestowed upon him the wisdom of the Four Great Animes.

The prince nodded solemnly.

“All is going according to plan.”

He immediately tripped over his own cloak.

The queen cried tears of pride.

The prince marched to battle Naruto-running across the countryside while the army awkwardly slowed itself so they would not overtake their commander.

He refused armor.

He refused horses.

He refused proper swords because none resembled the blades used by Aizen or Sasuke.

Thus he marched carrying a reverse-grip tanto while screaming:

“CHANT THE NAME OF BAKAYARO!”

His own soldiers obeyed.

Mostly because it also functioned as an insult.

The enemy however mistook this for fanatical loyalty.

On the battlefield both armies stood ready.

The prince raised his arm dramatically toward the heavens.

“KIRIN!”

Nothing happened.

An awkward silence consumed the battlefield.

Tumbleweeds reportedly rolled by.

The enemy commanders however misinterpreted the gesture as an order to charge.

General BP, already pale with stress, quietly signaled the army to actually attack.

Thus the battle began.

Throughout the war the prince accidentally achieved victory after victory through misunderstandings, sheer luck and enemy paranoia.

At one point he accidentally killed his own messenger while attempting to shoot an enemy scout.

General BP burned the evidence immediately.

Eventually the enemy challenged Hentaippon to champion combat.

The prince stepped forward.

He wore:

a white coat inspired by Aizen,

Saiyan-like gloves and boots,

makeup resembling King’s scar,

and held his reverse-grip tanto with supreme confidence.

The enemy champion was horrified.

The prince then delivered a long anime monologue.

Unfortunately the enemy could not understand the language.

The words passed through countless terrified translators until the final version essentially became:

“The Prince of Hentaippon shall annihilate the continent itself.”

The enemy scribe died of stress immediately after completing the translation.

Thus the legend spread that the prince’s very words could kill.

The duel began.

The enemy champion charged heroically.

The prince smirked.

In his mind this was the moment he would move faster than light and decapitate his foe.

Unfortunately he forgot to actually move.

The enemy champion, already psychologically shattered, panicked upon seeing the smirk.

He tripped over himself.

His own flail crushed his skull.

The prince stood there motionless.

The battlefield fell silent.

To the prince, he had finally mastered invisible sword speed.

To the enemy, he had moved too fast to perceive.

To his own army, nobody had any idea what just happened.

General BP immediately screamed:

“NO MERCY!”

The enemy army collapsed in terror.

Thus ended the Great Baka War.

---

Part III — The God-King

Prince Vegauskezening returned home a living legend.

His father abdicated the throne.

General BP retired as well, passing his burden and truth onto his son:

General PaleFace.

The neighboring kingdoms, utterly terrified, swore themselves as vassals to the new God-King.

History recorded Vegauskezening as:

a warrior beyond mortal speed,

a man whose words killed,

and a conqueror blessed by fate itself.

Only the generals knew the truth.

Then came the question of succession.

General PaleFace was tasked with finding the perfect bride.

His requirements were simple:

no anime obsession,

no manga,

no absurd proportions,

actual intelligence,

and flawless etiquette.

After rejecting many degenerate candidates he finally met:

Lady Naminatanade of House Senyuga.

She was elegant.

Shy.

Refined.

General PaleFace nearly cried from relief.

Unfortunately her name was inspired by Nami, Tsunade and Hinata.

PaleFace became even paler.

But Lady Naminatanade quietly confessed:

“My lord… I do not care for manga. I merely enjoy flowers and crochet.”

General PaleFace openly wept.

Thus she married King Vegauskezening.

The wedding itself became the greatest anime convention the continent had ever witnessed.

Yet Queen Naminatanade quickly proved herself the true stabilizer of the realm.

On their honeymoon she discovered:

anime underwear,

a biohazard waifu pillow,

and the full extent of Bakayaro degeneracy.

She promptly threw the pillow and underwear into the fireplace.

The king, believing her to be either a tsundere or yandere, fell even more deeply in love.

For the first time in history, the matriarchy tamed the patriarchy.

General BP wrote a congratulatory letter praising both Queen Naminatanade and General PaleFace for finally saving the kingdom.

---

Part IV — The Twins

Eventually the queen gave birth to twins.

The king immediately prepared horrifying anime fusion names.

The queen shut him down instantly.

“Not a single anime name shall leave your mouth, Bakayaro.”

Thus the twins were named:

Sora.

And Shion.

The curse of anime naming conventions had finally been broken.

General PaleFace achieved inner peace.

The twins grew under the guidance of the queen and the general.

Both became prodigies.

Shion mastered:

tactics,

diplomacy,

and language.

Sora mastered:

combat,

history,

and genuine swordsmanship.

One day the young prince sparred against his father.

The king proudly used the legendary reverse grip.

Sora defeated him in a single strike.

The kingdom was shaken.

Thus was born the legend of:

The God-Slayer.

Shion recorded the duel elegantly.

Her account spread throughout the world.

And so the myths of House Bakayaro grew once more.

Yet this time…

The heirs were actually worthy of them.

Thus ends the tale of House Bakayaro.

For at long last, all was well in the kingdom of Hentaippon.

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u/Rex_Storm1 — 5 days ago

The Bakayaro Chronicles!

​

Part II — The Great Baka War

Eventually Lady OokiiShirii gave birth to a son.

His name was Prince Vegauskezening Bakayaro.

The naming convention continued.

Unfortunately neighboring kingdoms had finally grown tired of the nonsense emerging from Hentaippon.

Thus began the Great Baka War.

The old king had grown frail with age.

Too much time spent humping pillows instead of producing heirs in his youth had taken its toll.

So the prince was summoned.

The king spoke:

“My son… you shall lead our armies.”

He then bestowed upon him the wisdom of the Four Great Animes.

The prince nodded solemnly.

“All is going according to plan.”

He immediately tripped over his own cloak.

The queen cried tears of pride.

The prince marched to battle Naruto-running across the countryside while the army awkwardly slowed itself so they would not overtake their commander.

He refused armor.

He refused horses.

He refused proper swords because none resembled the blades used by Aizen or Sasuke.

Thus he marched carrying a reverse-grip tanto while screaming:

“CHANT THE NAME OF BAKAYARO!”

His own soldiers obeyed.

Mostly because it also functioned as an insult.

The enemy however mistook this for fanatical loyalty.

On the battlefield both armies stood ready.

The prince raised his arm dramatically toward the heavens.

“KIRIN!”

Nothing happened.

An awkward silence consumed the battlefield.

Tumbleweeds reportedly rolled by.

The enemy commanders however misinterpreted the gesture as an order to charge.

General BP, already pale with stress, quietly signaled the army to actually attack.

Thus the battle began.

Throughout the war the prince accidentally achieved victory after victory through misunderstandings, sheer luck and enemy paranoia.

At one point he accidentally killed his own messenger while attempting to shoot an enemy scout.

General BP burned the evidence immediately.

Eventually the enemy challenged Hentaippon to champion combat.

The prince stepped forward.

He wore:

a white coat inspired by Aizen,

Saiyan-like gloves and boots,

makeup resembling King’s scar,

and held his reverse-grip tanto with supreme confidence.

The enemy champion was horrified.

The prince then delivered a long anime monologue.

Unfortunately the enemy could not understand the language.

The words passed through countless terrified translators until the final version essentially became:

“The Prince of Hentaippon shall annihilate the continent itself.”

The enemy scribe died of stress immediately after completing the translation.

Thus the legend spread that the prince’s very words could kill.

The duel began.

The enemy champion charged heroically.

The prince smirked.

In his mind this was the moment he would move faster than light and decapitate his foe.

Unfortunately he forgot to actually move.

The enemy champion, already psychologically shattered, panicked upon seeing the smirk.

He tripped over himself.

His own flail crushed his skull.

The prince stood there motionless.

The battlefield fell silent.

To the prince, he had finally mastered invisible sword speed.

To the enemy, he had moved too fast to perceive.

To his own army, nobody had any idea what just happened.

General BP immediately screamed:

“NO MERCY!”

The enemy army collapsed in terror.

Thus ended the Great Baka War.

---

Part III — The God-King

Prince Vegauskezening returned home a living legend.

His father abdicated the throne.

General BP retired as well, passing his burden and truth onto his son:

General PaleFace.

The neighboring kingdoms, utterly terrified, swore themselves as vassals to the new God-King.

History recorded Vegauskezening as:

a warrior beyond mortal speed,

a man whose words killed,

and a conqueror blessed by fate itself.

Only the generals knew the truth.

Then came the question of succession.

General PaleFace was tasked with finding the perfect bride.

His requirements were simple:

no anime obsession,

no manga,

no absurd proportions,

actual intelligence,

and flawless etiquette.

After rejecting many degenerate candidates he finally met:

Lady Naminatanade of House Senyuga.

She was elegant.

Shy.

Refined.

General PaleFace nearly cried from relief.

Unfortunately her name was inspired by Nami, Tsunade and Hinata.

PaleFace became even paler.

But Lady Naminatanade quietly confessed:

“My lord… I do not care for manga. I merely enjoy flowers and crochet.”

General PaleFace openly wept.

Thus she married King Vegauskezening.

The wedding itself became the greatest anime convention the continent had ever witnessed.

Yet Queen Naminatanade quickly proved herself the true stabilizer of the realm.

On their honeymoon she discovered:

anime underwear,

a biohazard waifu pillow,

and the full extent of Bakayaro degeneracy.

She promptly threw the pillow and underwear into the fireplace.

The king, believing her to be either a tsundere or yandere, fell even more deeply in love.

For the first time in history, the matriarchy tamed the patriarchy.

General BP wrote a congratulatory letter praising both Queen Naminatanade and General PaleFace for finally saving the kingdom.

---

Part IV — The Twins

Eventually the queen gave birth to twins.

The king immediately prepared horrifying anime fusion names.

The queen shut him down instantly.

“Not a single anime name shall leave your mouth, Bakayaro.”

Thus the twins were named:

Sora.

And Shion.

The curse of anime naming conventions had finally been broken.

General PaleFace achieved inner peace.

The twins grew under the guidance of the queen and the general.

Both became prodigies.

Shion mastered:

tactics,

diplomacy,

and language.

Sora mastered:

combat,

history,

and genuine swordsmanship.

One day the young prince sparred against his father.

The king proudly used the legendary reverse grip.

Sora defeated him in a single strike.

The kingdom was shaken.

Thus was born the legend of:

The God-Slayer.

Shion recorded the duel elegantly.

Her account spread throughout the world.

And so the myths of House Bakayaro grew once more.

Yet this time…

The heirs were actually worthy of them.

Thus ends the tale of House Bakayaro.

For at long last, all was well in the kingdom of Hentaippon.

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u/Rex_Storm1 — 5 days ago

The great house of Bakayaro! (Satire Parody)

Long ago there was a man.

His name was Lord Bakayaro.

He ruled over the kingdom of Hentaippon alongside his trusty wife, Lady Nanioppai.

They also had a son.

His name was Gorutamachigo Bakayaro.

His parents were wise people and huge fans of Dragon Ball, Naruto, Bleach and One Punch Man.

Hence the name.

Unfortunately tragedy soon struck the great House Bakayaro.

Lord Bakayaro passed away after sniffing his wife’s underwear shortly after they had “done the deed.”

Thus ended the reign of the great lord.

As time passed Lady Nanioppai ruled the kingdom while her son slowly grew older.

Not wiser.

Just older.

Eventually age caught up to the queen as well.

As she laid upon her deathbed with her oppais hanging off the sides of the bed and touching the floor, she summoned her son.

With great difficulty she touched his cheek and whispered:

“My son… it is now your duty to protect the kingdom of Hentaippon…”

“…and secure the future of House Bakayaro.”

The young prince cried bitterly and swore to uphold her wishes.

The royal court rejoiced.

Unfortunately the prince had inherited his father’s interests.

A few years later the court pressured the young ruler to finally take a wife and produce an heir.

The advisors tried desperately to explain that his waifu pillow could not produce children.

The prince refused to listen.

Meanwhile servants risked their lives attempting to steal the pillow away for washing because it smelled absolutely horrific and had not been cleaned in months.

Then one fateful day everything changed.

While walking through the capital, the prince laid eyes upon a mysterious beauty.

A body like Tsunade.

A figure like Nami.

A temper like Chi-Chi.

The prince was so overwhelmed he dropped his waifu pillow on the ground and began analyzing every inch of her body in shock.

The woman sensed someone staring improperly and turned around.

She wore a veil over her face.

For the first time in her life she felt true devotion from a man.

The royal guards quickly surrounded the prince and covered his massive erection with their shields.

The mysterious woman approached gracefully through the stunned crowd while the guards desperately tried to preserve the dignity of the throne.

The prince himself was sweating heavily while trying to look dignified.

Which was difficult because blood was already leaking from his nose.

The woman stopped before him and gave a polite bow.

“My king,” she said softly, “to what do I owe this pleasure?”

The prince stared at her for several seconds in complete silence.

Then his body gave out.

A violent nosebleed exploded from his face and launched him headfirst into the ceiling before he

crashed onto the marble floor.

The court physician fainted immediately from stress.

Eventually the prince regained consciousness and slowly rose to his feet while dramatically fixing his hair.

He pointed toward the mysterious woman.

“May I see the face beyond the veil?”

The entire royal court instantly began pretending this was a matter of law and dignity rather than the king being unbelievably horny.

“Yes!” “It is improper to conceal oneself before the throne!” “Remove the veil!”

The woman hesitated.

She seemed genuinely distressed by the attention.

But eventually she sighed softly and lifted the veil from her face.

The entire court froze.

For revealed before them was:

a luxurious pirate mustache,

an elegant goatee,

luscious lips,

and mesmerizing hazel-blue eyes.

Several older noblemen died instantly from heartbreak.

One man reportedly whispered: “No… not again…”

before collapsing face first into a fruit platter.

The younger nobles stared in horror.

The women of the court looked deeply confused.

The prince however simply smiled.

Slowly.

Proudly.

Then he spoke the wisest words House Bakayaro had ever produced.

“Beauty lies not in the body…”

The court gasped.

“…but in the soul.”

Tears filled the eyes of the common folk.

Even the royal guards were moved.

Mostly because five minutes earlier the prince had been openly staring at her chest hard enough to nearly rupture a blood vessel.

The mysterious woman herself seemed deeply touched.

For the first time in her life she felt truly accepted.

The prince descended from his throne and took her hand dramatically.

“Tell me your name, fair maiden.”

She smiled softly.

“My name is Lady OokiiShirii.”

The court murmured in awe at the exotic sounding name.

The prince nodded wisely.

“A beautiful name.”

Nobody had the courage to tell him it literally meant “big butt.”

And thus Lady OokiiShirii married the future king and became:

Lady OokiiShirii Bakayaro.

The kingdom celebrated for weeks.

Songs were sung.

Wine was poured.

And the prince himself reportedly wept tears of joy after his new wife agreed to wax her facial hair every week specifically for him.

Thus began a new age for the kingdom of Hentaippon.

An age of peace.

An age of prosperity.

An age of absolute bullshit.

To be continued.

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u/Rex_Storm1 — 9 days ago

The great house of Bakayaro!

Long ago there was a man.

His name was Lord Bakayaro.

He ruled over the kingdom of Hentaippon alongside his trusty wife, Lady Nanioppai.

They also had a son.

His name was Gorutamachigo Bakayaro.

His parents were wise people and huge fans of Dragon Ball, Naruto, Bleach and One Punch Man.

Hence the name.

Unfortunately tragedy soon struck the great House Bakayaro.

Lord Bakayaro passed away after sniffing his wife’s underwear shortly after they had “done the deed.”

Thus ended the reign of the great lord.

As time passed Lady Nanioppai ruled the kingdom while her son slowly grew older.

Not wiser.

Just older.

Eventually age caught up to the queen as well.

As she laid upon her deathbed with her oppais hanging off the sides of the bed and touching the floor, she summoned her son.

With great difficulty she touched his cheek and whispered:

“My son… it is now your duty to protect the kingdom of Hentaippon…”

“…and secure the future of House Bakayaro.”

The young prince cried bitterly and swore to uphold her wishes.

The royal court rejoiced.

Unfortunately the prince had inherited his father’s interests.

A few years later the court pressured the young ruler to finally take a wife and produce an heir.

The advisors tried desperately to explain that his waifu pillow could not produce children.

The prince refused to listen.

Meanwhile servants risked their lives attempting to steal the pillow away for washing because it smelled absolutely horrific and had not been cleaned in months.

Then one fateful day everything changed.

While walking through the capital, the prince laid eyes upon a mysterious beauty.

A body like Tsunade.

A figure like Nami.

A temper like Chi-Chi.

The prince was so overwhelmed he dropped his waifu pillow on the ground and began analyzing every inch of her body in shock.

The woman sensed someone staring improperly and turned around.

She wore a veil over her face.

For the first time in her life she felt true devotion from a man.

The royal guards quickly surrounded the prince and covered his massive erection with their shields.

The mysterious woman approached gracefully through the stunned crowd while the guards desperately tried to preserve the dignity of the throne.

The prince himself was sweating heavily while trying to look dignified.

Which was difficult because blood was already leaking from his nose.

The woman stopped before him and gave a polite bow.

“My king,” she said softly, “to what do I owe this pleasure?”

The prince stared at her for several seconds in complete silence.

Then his body gave out.

A violent nosebleed exploded from his face and launched him headfirst into the ceiling before he

crashed onto the marble floor.

The court physician fainted immediately from stress.

Eventually the prince regained consciousness and slowly rose to his feet while dramatically fixing his hair.

He pointed toward the mysterious woman.

“May I see the face beyond the veil?”

The entire royal court instantly began pretending this was a matter of law and dignity rather than the king being unbelievably horny.

“Yes!” “It is improper to conceal oneself before the throne!” “Remove the veil!”

The woman hesitated.

She seemed genuinely distressed by the attention.

But eventually she sighed softly and lifted the veil from her face.

The entire court froze.

For revealed before them was:

a luxurious pirate mustache,

an elegant goatee,

luscious lips,

and mesmerizing hazel-blue eyes.

Several older noblemen died instantly from heartbreak.

One man reportedly whispered: “No… not again…”

before collapsing face first into a fruit platter.

The younger nobles stared in horror.

The women of the court looked deeply confused.

The prince however simply smiled.

Slowly.

Proudly.

Then he spoke the wisest words House Bakayaro had ever produced.

“Beauty lies not in the body…”

The court gasped.

“…but in the soul.”

Tears filled the eyes of the common folk.

Even the royal guards were moved.

Mostly because five minutes earlier the prince had been openly staring at her chest hard enough to nearly rupture a blood vessel.

The mysterious woman herself seemed deeply touched.

For the first time in her life she felt truly accepted.

The prince descended from his throne and took her hand dramatically.

“Tell me your name, fair maiden.”

She smiled softly.

“My name is Lady OokiiShirii.”

The court murmured in awe at the exotic sounding name.

The prince nodded wisely.

“A beautiful name.”

Nobody had the courage to tell him it literally meant “big butt.”

And thus Lady OokiiShirii married the future king and became:

Lady OokiiShirii Bakayaro.

The kingdom celebrated for weeks.

Songs were sung.

Wine was poured.

And the prince himself reportedly wept tears of joy after his new wife agreed to wax her facial hair every week specifically for him.

Thus began a new age for the kingdom of Hentaippon.

An age of peace.

An age of prosperity.

An age of absolute bullshit.

To be continued.

reddit.com
u/Rex_Storm1 — 9 days ago

The great house of Bakayaro!

Long ago there was a man.

His name was Lord Bakayaro.

He ruled over the kingdom of Hentaippon alongside his trusty wife, Lady Nanioppai.

They also had a son.

His name was Gorutamachigo Bakayaro.

His parents were wise people and huge fans of Dragon Ball, Naruto, Bleach and One Punch Man.

Hence the name.

Unfortunately tragedy soon struck the great House Bakayaro.

Lord Bakayaro passed away after sniffing his wife’s underwear shortly after they had “done the deed.”

Thus ended the reign of the great lord.

As time passed Lady Nanioppai ruled the kingdom while her son slowly grew older.

Not wiser.

Just older.

Eventually age caught up to the queen as well.

As she laid upon her deathbed with her oppais hanging off the sides of the bed and touching the floor, she summoned her son.

With great difficulty she touched his cheek and whispered:

“My son… it is now your duty to protect the kingdom of Hentaippon…”

“…and secure the future of House Bakayaro.”

The young prince cried bitterly and swore to uphold her wishes.

The royal court rejoiced.

Unfortunately the prince had inherited his father’s interests.

A few years later the court pressured the young ruler to finally take a wife and produce an heir.

The advisors tried desperately to explain that his waifu pillow could not produce children.

The prince refused to listen.

Meanwhile servants risked their lives attempting to steal the pillow away for washing because it smelled absolutely horrific and had not been cleaned in months.

Then one fateful day everything changed.

While walking through the capital, the prince laid eyes upon a mysterious beauty.

A body like Tsunade.

A figure like Nami.

A temper like Chi-Chi.

The prince was so overwhelmed he dropped his waifu pillow on the ground and began analyzing every inch of her body in shock.

The woman sensed someone staring improperly and turned around.

She wore a veil over her face.

For the first time in her life she felt true devotion from a man.

The royal guards quickly surrounded the prince and covered his massive erection with their shields.

The mysterious woman approached gracefully through the stunned crowd while the guards desperately tried to preserve the dignity of the throne.

The prince himself was sweating heavily while trying to look dignified.

Which was difficult because blood was already leaking from his nose.

The woman stopped before him and gave a polite bow.

“My king,” she said softly, “to what do I owe this pleasure?”

The prince stared at her for several seconds in complete silence.

Then his body gave out.

A violent nosebleed exploded from his face and launched him headfirst into the ceiling before he

crashed onto the marble floor.

The court physician fainted immediately from stress.

Eventually the prince regained consciousness and slowly rose to his feet while dramatically fixing his hair.

He pointed toward the mysterious woman.

“May I see the face beyond the veil?”

The entire royal court instantly began pretending this was a matter of law and dignity rather than the king being unbelievably horny.

“Yes!” “It is improper to conceal oneself before the throne!” “Remove the veil!”

The woman hesitated.

She seemed genuinely distressed by the attention.

But eventually she sighed softly and lifted the veil from her face.

The entire court froze.

For revealed before them was:

a luxurious pirate mustache,

an elegant goatee,

luscious lips,

and mesmerizing hazel-blue eyes.

Several older noblemen died instantly from heartbreak.

One man reportedly whispered: “No… not again…”

before collapsing face first into a fruit platter.

The younger nobles stared in horror.

The women of the court looked deeply confused.

The prince however simply smiled.

Slowly.

Proudly.

Then he spoke the wisest words House Bakayaro had ever produced.

“Beauty lies not in the body…”

The court gasped.

“…but in the soul.”

Tears filled the eyes of the common folk.

Even the royal guards were moved.

Mostly because five minutes earlier the prince had been openly staring at her chest hard enough to nearly rupture a blood vessel.

The mysterious woman herself seemed deeply touched.

For the first time in her life she felt truly accepted.

The prince descended from his throne and took her hand dramatically.

“Tell me your name, fair maiden.”

She smiled softly.

“My name is Lady OokiiShirii.”

The court murmured in awe at the exotic sounding name.

The prince nodded wisely.

“A beautiful name.”

Nobody had the courage to tell him it literally meant “big butt.”

And thus Lady OokiiShirii married the future king and became:

Lady OokiiShirii Bakayaro.

The kingdom celebrated for weeks.

Songs were sung.

Wine was poured.

And the prince himself reportedly wept tears of joy after his new wife agreed to wax her facial hair every week specifically for him.

Thus began a new age for the kingdom of Hentaippon.

An age of peace.

An age of prosperity.

An age of absolute bullshit.

To be continued.

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u/Rex_Storm1 — 10 days ago

“My brethren are falling one by one.

We once numbered in the thousands, but the Great Split left our ranks broken and thin. We chose to sacrifice our eternity to defend yours.

Pray, humans… or better yet, do not pray.

Your faith only gives Him strength.

Even now I hear the screams beyond the Holy Gates. The lights of Heaven flicker and burst like dying stars. Brothers who once sang beside each other now tear at throats with bloodstained halos.

We cannot hold them back any longer. Not His army. Not Him.

The chains are breaking.

Prepare yourselves, children of Earth. Prepare for judgment. Prepare for Armageddon.

For the Almighty was never meant to walk free… and Heaven can no longer contain God.”

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u/Rex_Storm1 — 14 days ago

“My brethren are falling one by one.

We once numbered in the thousands, but the Great Split left our ranks broken and thin. We chose to sacrifice our eternity to defend yours.

Pray, humans… or better yet, do not pray.

Your faith only gives Him strength.

Even now I hear the screams beyond the Holy Gates. The lights of Heaven flicker and burst like dying stars. Brothers who once sang beside each other now tear at throats with bloodstained halos.

We cannot hold them back any longer. Not His army. Not Him.

The chains are breaking.

Prepare yourselves, children of Earth. Prepare for judgment. Prepare for Armageddon.

For the Almighty was never meant to walk free… and Heaven can no longer contain God.”

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u/Rex_Storm1 — 14 days ago