So in the long end of crappy days, he had thus far. For some unknown reason, a force had blocked the entrances home. He couldn't get in contact with his sworn brother who was likely now losing his shit. But that was the least of the problems as other world politics was baffling to him. In the East royal were treated similar to deities. So first came the fact that none of the maps made sense. They didn't really draw lines and they had this strange technology known as GPS. Which told you which way to go but often times would just reroute because it was wrong. Not to mention people were either always trying to steal a wallet or something. But for some reason didn't understand how he avoided them? It wasn't like they were masterful beings in any sense. The fact that in terms of food he was never offered any and every place looked the same. But you know what really got under his skin. People constantly asking him questions about why he'd not gone home. That was an excellent question but after the seventeenth hundredth time. It became a damn pain to answer with the obvious I don't know.
How would you explain to someone you are seeing about nine billion futures at a time. And trying to figure out if a chicken army overran your kingdom? Because Chickens are mighty fierce beasts within the home of the Eastern Kingdom. One Chicken could easily overwhelm a trained honor guard. The sad part of this is when he told someone this they bought it. But there were far more dangerous creatures lurking. Something stirred in that place as the tattooed Asian looking Sugiura King sat down. Resting his head finally against something solid. This had been a very long day for him. Home seemed distant yet as he couldn't understand what kept them trapped. It was very inconvenient whatever it happened to be. Qiang could only assume it was something to do with this war. Perhaps the level of loss had created a paradox of some sort. Either way, his brother was likely preparing for war as well. The Three King's had all vanished mysteriously at this time.
Something was going on back home unsettling. It crawled against his spine as he let himself finally get lost in thought further.