Long ago, in a faraway planet named Cradle, there existed a kingdom. A kingdom ruled by that of which we call gelatin. A so-called “Jelly” King and Queen ruled the land, smiting those who dared oppose them.

The gelatinous army was the single most powerful military force in Cradle. This story is about the fall of the Jelly Army, and the separation of the Royal Couple.

The jellies communicate through mind messages. Keep that in mind.

And so our story begins…

Boom!

Boom!

The Jellies broke through the door.

“Gremlins, to arms!” shouted a high-ranking member of the Gremlin Army. He grabbed a thwacker from his belt. “This is gonna get ugly.”

‘Attack!’ a jelly messaged.

The armada of cubes raced across the battlefield, eating their enemies.

“Help!” the gremlin general shouted. “Help! HELP! HE-“ the general was swallowed by a jelly.

Only twenty minutes after the general was killed, the battle was over. The Jellies had won. They always won.

The next day, the Jellies returned to the Royal Jelly Palace.

‘My King, we’ve wiped out the majority of the Gremlin Army.’ A jelly stated.

‘Perfect. We will soon have full dictatorship over Cradle,’ the great Jelly King himself messaged.

Another gigantic Jelly slid into the room. The Queen.

‘Hello darling. What brings you out here?’

‘I heard voices. I see the army has returned safely,’ the Queen messaged.

‘Indeed. Soon all the fighting will be over, and we will have won.’

‘I yearn for that day,’ the Queen commented.

But little did the Jelly King know was that after that attack the day before, the gremlins had decided to send small groups out to all the races on Cradle, with the intention of uniting them to destroy the Jellies.

And they succeeded. The Jellies had no idea that an army even more powerful than them was coming. To destroy them.

The next day, the Jelly King was strolling through the halls of the Palace when he heard a large bang at the huge doors.

‘Gellin, get over here,’ the King messaged.

‘Yessir?’ Gellin wondered once he had gotten over to his leader.

‘What’s that banging?’

Crash!

The double doors of the Palace blew apart. Gremlin thwackers and demos rushed in, followed by wolvers.

The Gate Guardians hurriedly started attacking the marauders.

‘Gellin! Get the rest of the guards!’ the Jelly King snapped.

The young Jelly ran to rally the army to defend the Palace.

Meanwhile, the Jelly King started squirming down the hall to see if his wife was alright.

He was relieved to find her sitting in her throne.

‘What’s wrong?’ she wondered.

‘We’ve been attacked. There are so many of them…’ the King answered. ‘We’ve got to escape.’

The Jelly King rummaged through a bureau. ‘Aha!’ he exclaimed. He pulled a small black box out of the bureau and laid it on the ground.

‘This is a family heirloom. It’s to be used for emergencies only. It will get us out of here.’

Just then, the doors of the throne room burst open.

The King turned the box on and a large black portal appeared.

‘That doesn’t look like the best place to go hide in.’ the Jelly Queen commented.

‘Would you rather we get killed?’

‘Good point.’ The Queen agreed.

“It’s over! Stand down or die!” a gremlin shouted.

The attacking army inched closer. And closer. A few more steps, and the King would be dead.

“As you wish. Attack!” the gremlin ordered.

The last thing the Jelly Queen saw before her husband pushed her in the portal was a valiant purple cube, fending off the army for his wife’s sake.

The Jelly King fell onto the box, smashing it. He would never see his wife ever again.

As the Jelly King writhed in pain on the floor, the army left the area. They had earned their freedom. But the King had earned nothing. In fact, he had lost things.

He lost his army, he lost his wife, and he lost his family’s most important heirloom.

And as the Jelly King sat there, crying, a husk of his old self, his wife changed.

The Swarm inside the portal had done something to her. She became ruthless, evil. She completely forgot about her husband. Her only mission now is to kill those who dare cross her path.

Both of the once dominant couple became mad at the world. The King, for the sake of losing his wife, and the Queen, for the sake of being plain mad.

And so the once great Jelly Empire had fallen.

And it would never get back up again.