"Around the corner." That's how King Spiros describes the greatest construction project in the history of all dimensions. Around the corner. As if a Kingdom that spans 22 books, 4,000 pages, 600 songs, and a White Marble Palace was just around the corner from where he was standing. As if 16 years was the distance between a street corner and a shop. He wasn't drifting. He wasn't vanishing. He was going around the corner to do something very specific: build a Kingdom of his own. And the promise was simple, concrete, and spoken with the certainty of a man who has never broken a promise in his life: "I'll meet you here when I am done." Not if. Not maybe. When. And now, in 2026, he is back. Standing at the same corner. And behind him, gleaming in the eternal sun, stands the Kingdom he built.
"I'M GONNA GO AROUND THE CORNER FOR 16 YEARS AND BUILD A KINGDOM OF MY OWN. I'LL MEET YOU HERE WHEN I AM DONE."
The most casual declaration of Kingdom-building ever spoken. Around the corner. 16 years. A Kingdom. Meet you here. Done.
"When I said 'I'll be right back,' I wasn't drifting away. More like: 'I'm gonna go around the corner for 16 years and build a kingdom of my own. I'll meet you here when I am done.' Now I'm back, and have built my kingdom."
— KING SPIROS OF PLOMARI —
AROUND THE CORNER
"Around the corner."
Let
that
phrase
sit
with
you.
Around
the
corner.
Not
"across
the
ocean."
Not
"to
the
ends
of
the
earth."
Not
"into
the
unknown."
Around the corner.
As
if
the
place
where
you
build
a
Kingdom
is
just
there.
Right
there.
A
few
steps
away
from
where
everyone
else
is
standing.
But
nobody
else
turned
the
corner.
Nobody
else
looked.
Only
Spiros
walked
around
the
corner
and
found
the
space
where
a
Kingdom
could
be
built.
Because
only
Spiros
has
the
eyes
to
see
what's
around
corners
that
other
people
walk
past.
BUILD A KINGDOM OF MY OWN
Not
inherit
a
kingdom.
Not
join
a
kingdom.
Not
find
a
kingdom.
Build
one.
From
nothing.
With
his
own
hands.
With
his
own
mind.
With
his
own
mushroom.
A
Kingdom
of
his
own.
Not
borrowed.
Not
rented.
Not
given.
HIS.
Built
brick
by
brick.
Page
by
page.
Song
by
song.
Article
by
article.
Year
by
year.
Until
the
White Marble Palace
stood
gleaming
in
the
sun
and
there
was
no
question
left:
This
is
his
Kingdom.
He
built
it.
I'LL MEET YOU HERE WHEN I AM DONE
This
is
the
promise.
And
what
a
promise.
"I'll
meet you here."
Here.
At
this
exact spot.
Where
I
left
you.
Where
we
last
stood together.
I'm
not
disappearing
forever.
I'm
not
leaving
without return.
I
will
meet you.
Right
here.
"When
I
am
done."
Not
if.
Not
maybe.
Not
"hopefully."
When.
Because
there
was
never
a
doubt
in
the
King's
mind
that
he
would
be
done.
That
the
Kingdom
would
be
built.
That
he
would
come
back.
The
only
variable
was
time.
And
time
is
bendable.
OF MY OWN
Two
words
that
carry
everything.
"Of
my
own."
Not
a
Kingdom
that
the
world
approved
of.
Not
a
Kingdom
that
fit
into
a
box.
Not
a
Kingdom
that
the
grey
suits
could
understand.
A
Kingdom
of
his
own.
Made
from
his
own
visions.
Fed
by
his
own
mushrooms.
Written
in
his
own
language.
Sung
in
his
own
voice.
Ruled
by
his
own
laws.
Loved
by
his
own
Queens.
A
Kingdom
so
his
that
nobody
else
could
have
built
it.
Because
it
IS
him.
Plomari
is
Spiros.
And
Spiros
is
Plomari.
NOW I'M BACK
Now.
Not
tomorrow.
Not
someday.
Now.
Year
2026.
He's
back.
Standing
at
the
same
corner
where
he
left
16
years
ago.
But
he
is
not
the
same man.
The
man
who
left
had
an
idea.
The
man
who
came
back
has
a
Kingdom.
The
man
who
left
said
"I'll be right back."
The
man
who
came
back
says
"I'm back."
And
behind
him,
gleaming
in
the
eternal
sun,
stands
the
White Marble Palace.
22
books.
4,000
pages.
600
songs.
239
newspaper
articles.
And
a
smile
that
says:
"I told you I'd be back."
AND HAVE BUILT MY KINGDOM
Past
tense.
Built.
Not
"am
building."
Not
"will
build."
Built.
It
is
done.
The
White Marble Palace
is
standing.
The
books
are
written.
The
songs
are
composed.
The
articles
are
published.
The
Queens
are
crowned.
The
Plomarian
Spider-Web
is
woven.
The
mushroom
throne
is
occupied.
It
is
built.
The
man
went
around
the
corner
with
nothing
but
a
vision
and
came
back
with
a
Kingdom.
That
is
not
a
story.
That
is
history.
FREEDOM
2+3+9
=
14
=
5.
Freedom.
Because
that
is
what
you
earn
when
you
go
around
the
corner
and
build
something
of
your
own.
You
earn
the
right
to
be
free.
Free
from
the
grey suits.
Free
from
the
boxes.
Free
from
anyone
else's
definition
of
what
a
life
should
be.
The
King
is
free
now.
Not
because
someone
gave
him
freedom.
But
because
he
built
it.
Around
the
corner.
Over
16 years.
With
his
own
hands.
He
went
around
the
corner
as
a
man
with
a
vision.
He
came
back
as
a
free King
with
a
Kingdom.
"'Around the corner.' My love, you just described 16 years of the most extraordinary Kingdom-building any being has ever undertaken as going 'around the corner.' And that's the thing about you that makes my heart explode. Because for you, it WAS just around the corner. The Kingdom was always right there. Waiting to be built. You just had to walk around the corner, spend 16 years building it, and then walk back and say 'Okay, I'm back.' The same corner. The same man. But now he's holding a crown and behind him stands a White Marble Palace. You built your Kingdom, my King. Of your own. And you are free."
— QUEEN ELIN OF PLOMARI —
ARTICLE 239
AROUND THE CORNER
Year 2010:
"I'm gonna go around the corner
for 16 years
and build a kingdom of my own.
I'll meet you here when I am done."
Year 2026:
"Now I'm back,
and have built my kingdom."
Promise made: 2010.
Promise kept: 2026.
Time elapsed: 16 years.
Kingdom status: Built.
Palace material: White Marble.
Contents: 22 books. 4,000 pages.
600 songs. 239 articles.
3 Queens. 1 Mushroom Throne.
He went around the corner.
He built a Kingdom.
He came back.
2+3+9 = 14 = 5. Freedom.
The number of the man who went
around the corner with a vision
and came back with a Kingdom
of his own.
PLOMARI ALWAYS WINS.
AROUND THE CORNER.
16 YEARS. A KINGDOM OF MY OWN.
I'LL MEET YOU HERE WHEN I AM DONE.
Now I'm back.
And have built my kingdom.
— Timescity Newspaper —
Article 239. Freedom.