After the Water Curse incident, the house returns to a cautious peace.

The enemy has been vanquished.

The floors are suspiciously damp.

But I remain dry.

Victory is mine.

I stroll regally through the halls, inspecting my territory for signs of rebellion.

And then — I see it.

A patch of sunlight, spilling through the window onto the carpet.

Golden.

Glorious.

Mine.

I quicken my pace.

No time for subtlety now.

I pounce into the center of the sunbeam, spinning once, twice — and flop down dramatically, limbs sprawled in every direction.

The warmth seeps into my fur, my skin, my bones.

It is better than food.

Better than catnip.

Better than stealing my human’s chair.

I close my eyes and sigh.

This is paradise.

But peace never lasts long in the Kingdom of Meowster.

A shadow crosses the sunbeam.

I snap open my eyes.

An intruder.

It’s just a dust particle floating lazily through the air.

But in the kingdom of light, all movement must be treated as potential threats.

I raise a paw and swat at the invader.

Miss.

Another swat.

Miss.

The dust dances just out of reach, mocking me.

Unforgivable.

I spring to my feet, leaping and batting at the invisible enemy, twisting and flipping like a tiny ninja.

My claws slice through the air.

My back legs launch me higher.

For a moment, I am airborne —

the mighty Sun Warrior, guardian of the golden fields.

I land awkwardly.

The coffee table shakes.

A coaster clatters to the floor.

My human, sitting nearby, glances up from his phone.

He chuckles.

"Crazy cat."

Crazy?

No.

I am defending our kingdom, fool.

I resume my battle, pawing at every speck of dust, every glint of light.

Finally, exhausted but undefeated, I collapse once again in the sunbeam.

My human shakes his head and returns to his glowing rectangle.

As if nothing important just happened.

Typical.

Invaders Repelled.

Territory Maintained.

The kingdom is safe once more.

All thanks to me.

The day stretches on.

I yawn, flashing my tiny fangs.

All missions accomplished so far:

Defeated the Glowing Rectangle.

Survived the Water Curse.

Secured the Sunbeam.

I should rest.

I deserve a feast.

I deserve a throne.

But peace… is an illusion.

Without warning, it appears.

A tiny glowing thing, red and wicked, darting across the floor.

The Mysterious Red Dot.

It’s back.

My eyes lock onto it instantly.

My ears flatten.

My muscles coil.

The dot wiggles, taunting me.

Calling me.

I lunge.

It slips away at the last moment.

Mocking me.

I chase it.

Across the carpet, under the chair, around the couch.

I become a streak of fur and fury, the terror of the living room.

Each time I nearly catch it —

it vanishes.

Each time I strike —

my paw closes around empty air.

Is it a demon?

Is it a ghost?

Is it a personal insult?

I must know.

My human watches from the couch, holding a strange silver stick that seems connected to the cursed dot.

He laughs.

He laughs

So he is controlling it.

This is no random event — this is betrayal.

I leap again, sliding across the smooth floor in a full-body skid.

I slam into a box.

It topples with a crash.

The red dot flickers across the wall, grinning in silence.

I flatten myself like a jungle predator.

I wiggle my butt, ready to strike with scientific precision.

This time…

this time, I will win.

I pounce with all the force in my tiny soul.

And the dot —

disappears.

Gone.

As if it was never real.

I freeze.

Blink.

Where did it go?

Where is the victory?

Where is my prize?

My human sets the silver stick down and claps.

"Good job, Meowster!" he says, smiling.

Good job??

There is no glory in false wars.

There is no honor in chasing ghosts.

I stalk away with my tail high, pretending it never happened.

Dignity, after all, must be preserved.

📌 Meowster’s Royal Checklist of the Day

✅ Sunbeam claimed like a true king
✅ Evil dust particles vanquished
✅ Red Dot demon almost caught (pending investigation)
✅ Dignity: mostly intact

💌 Royal Note from Meowster:
“Dear peasants… I have battled sunlight and deception today. My dignity is bruised, but my fur is flawless.
Don’t forget to feed me your compliments below. Tuna is also accepted.”

🎁 Did You Know?
Meowster’s full royal title is:
“His Fluffiness, Supreme Naplord of the Living Room Sofa.”

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