Voices

I was the son of a king, living on planet Bodrum. Because the king was my father, I was appointed the squad leader of planetary defence squad #2 and made a General <PERSON>. There were two squads defending the planet overall, both with around 20 warriors. We were at war with another planet whose name I cannot remember, but they used red mechs while ours were black. Yeah, there were mech battles. Our weapons were blue energy beams and hand to hand combat (fuck yeah). We were fighting over a mineral called Bodrium that was found on the orbit of our planet. It was important for some reason. Anyways. We landed on a nearby planet with the King and squad #2. We had a massive battle against the red mechs (who we called "women"), and when we left the King refused to take me onboard his transport shuttle. He told me he needed me in important affairs and if someone shot down the shuttle it would be bad. Eventually me and the King were alone at a canyon-area on Bodrum. He challenged me to a training duel. He was a super skilled guy, he was kicking my ass at hand to hand mech combat, until I managed to slip a grenade in a notch in his torso. It exploded and disabled his mech. The king looked incredibly surprised. He called me to him, unable to move, and started telling me a story. First he asked me, in a voice which was if like he had difficulties talking, "Do.. you know how many children I have?" I say, "no" "29." At this point I realize what a pimp he is, holy shit. He then continues, his voice is getting more broken by the minute. "Do you know how my last child fought... he attacked me for 25 minutes and then I defeated him with a single blow.. but you.. you forced me to attack for 35 minutes and I was defeated in the end.. there is a prophecy that was once told to me. "Wait for the 29th child to claim your throne". Seems it was right.. *coughes blood*" I realize the grenade I had set had also mortally wounded the King and he was going to die soon. "You are... the new... King now.." And then he died. Right after that, I saw several ambulances arrive, with cyborgs jumping out and asking if his heart is beating, if he is breathing, I tried to do CPR but failed. The dream jumps to the next day. I see my squadmates mourning over his death, everyone is. The markings on my shoulder pads have changed from two stripes to three, indicating I was the King now. I woke up crying. Along the dream, there was a side-story of me having a secret relationship with a squadmate who was a hot chick, which continued over the course of the dream, between important plot points.