The King of Panda Land is dead. There was a balcony, and a shadow, but no one knows for certain what happened. It will be difficult to move on. His rule was gentle. He showed mercy. His advisors spoke out against him, saying that he was against the law, but he said his word was law.

The King of Panda Land is dead. We lit candles that night to mourn, because we knew the next King was not going to be as gentle. This new man would uphold the law stronger and angrier than before. Put the people in their place! Give them no freedoms! Let them feel the oppression they once felt before when the law was law, and the word was not.

The King of Panda Land is dead, and no one attended the crowning. They were all at the funeral.

The King of Panda Land is dead, and that’s what gave us our voice. He gave us the power. He was sparing us from the law, and so we take the law into our hands to change it. The King of Panda Land is dead and there will never be a new king, because we’ve decided against it.