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The King's witness is a series of 10 paper notes in Fallout 76, introduced in the Burning Springs update.

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I[]

I had not set more than a foot in this land before they found me.

I was relieved that they riddled me with questions and not bullets.

I told them I traveled to spread the word of the Lord.

They laughed. There is only one lord here, they said.

They took me to him. Their King.

I pray and reflect on Acts 9:15.

II[]

They placed me before his throne. Spiked, and twisted. A crown of rusted metal upon his head.

He asked me if my job was to tell stories about my Lord.

I told him they were not just stories, but scripture.

I said they are accounts of the divine reaching out to humanity.

Events that teach us lessons to live as righteous people in service to the Lord.

This answer seemed to please him.

I pray and reflect on John 18:33.

III[]

We walked among the red hills of his land.

I asked him why he allowed me to live.

He wanted scripture made in his name.

I explained that it isn't so simple as that.

He said I would understand after seeing his kingdom.

We left for a settlement to the north.

I pray and reflect on Ezekiel 28:2.

IV[]

We reached Highway Town.

The King once tore through this place with fury.

After, they would rebuild, but weaker than before.

Eventually he stopped, and let them grow.

I asked if this was mercy.

He told me that dung is needed to attract flies.

Life would need to grow if he wished to face a worthy challenge.

I asked him if the people here were insects or challengers.

He said that is for them to decide.

I pray and reflect on Judges 2:21.

V[]

We came upon a church on a hill.

I told him I had once spoken in a place very similar to this.

He told me this place was a source of life.

I agreed with him.

He said that the people who flocked here served as easy prey.

Easy prey for the young among his army to learn from.

I said no more.

We continued to the north.

I pray and reflect on Matthew 21:13.

VI[]

We encountered a Deathclaw.

He killed the brute swiftly, effortlessly.

He told me that he found kinship in the creatures.

They were hunters like him.

He had his men raise them from eggs for the arena.

I asked him if he saw the Deathclaws as his children.

He said this kingdom was his child. His seed, the blood spilled on its soil.

I did not prod further on this subject.

He said this story reminded him of something he wanted to show me.

We continued further down the road.

I pray and reflect on Genesis 9:2.

VII[]

We came upon piles of bones.

He said this place held special meaning to his army.

He once invited Highway Town to accompany their children here.

He was to recruit the strongest among them.

Scores of parents and children arrived.

They were given a blade and a choice.

The last of them standing would join his army.

Some gave themselves to their children's blades. Others, the opposite.

Some refused. They became his army's first prey.

I gagged and retched at this tale.

I begged him to tell me this was a story, a tall tale to spread fear.

He told me it is not a story. It is scripture.

We made for Athens.

I pray, and pray.

I reflect on Leviticus 18:21... On Kings 3:27... Ezekiel 16:20... Matthew 18:10...

VIII[]

On reaching Athens, I told him I could see no more.

He took me to a rooftop and told me we had reached the end.

He pointed me to the north. Commanded me to spread his scripture far and wide.

I asked him if this was a warning to the world.

He told me it was an invitation.

To the strong and like-minded.

To come to his land. To thrive and grow strong.

To challenge him and die by his hands.

I refused. I'd rather cut out my own tongue than lead others here.

He said the look in my eyes would send the message all the same.

He departed.

I sat upon the rooftop for some time. I hoped his men would return.

To kill me for my defiance.

They never came.

I pray and think upon Matthew 4:8.

IX[]

I retraced our steps.

I visited each location he showed me and meditated on their meaning.

When raiders found me, they would let me pass.

They told me I had a mission. To leave and spread his scripture.

Instead, I left my writings behind.

A show of my own might.

Then his words on the rooftop rang in my head.

These writings weren't his scripture.

I was.

I reflect on Corinthians 3:2.

X[]

Psalm 51.

May the Lord have mercy on my soul.

Bugs[]

PCPC As of the Public Test Server, the note The King's witness IV is clipped in such a way that it cannot be viewed, picked up, or otherwise interacted with. [verification needed]

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