King Waru/Waruland/13 cards, land of kings

Varu, who calls other kings "umbrella-wielding lunatics" and "painted clowns," has created a whole secret language for Vika. He drops affectionate nicknames so naturally, as if he always spoke that way—but only to her. · "Button" - when Vika frowns and presses the right key on the generator. ("Press carefully, button. If everything explodes, I'll blame it on your sweet nature.") "Vikushenka" — exclusively in the presence of Kuromaki or Umbrella, to watch Vika blush and pretend she didn't hear. ("Vikushenka, why are you blushing? Oh, don't be shy, those guys are just jealous that I have my own successful woman and they don't.") "My dear"—at the most unexpected moments. When she silently puts proper food on his plate, not green bread. When she buttons his coat before going out to the crowd. When she simply sits next to him, tired and not sarcastic. Varu says this quietly, almost without sarcasm, and immediately adds: "Don't relax, dear. Tomorrow you'll have to endure my greatness again." "My unbearable darling" - this is when Vika is not in a good mood · "my sweet" - when Varu really wants a little tenderness, tactility, usually after this he either asks for hugs, or hugs himself "Mouse" – when Vika rustles papers in his office late at night, and he pretends to be asleep on the throne. ("Mouse, don't go chewing on my decrees. I haven't signed them yet, by the way.") The funniest thing is that Varu gets offended if Vika doesn’t react.

"I call you 'button,' 'Vikushenka,' with all my heart, and you're silent? Ungrateful. Now you'll be a 'snide radish' until you apologize."

And then, without waiting for an answer, he covers her head with the hem of his cloak (it's windy outside), thrusts a warm piece of green bread into her hands, and leads her to watch the sunset, saying: "Come, my dear. The people are waiting to see their great king and his most mischievous, but beloved shadow."

•Signature "The Best King" Varu signs all official documents with the note "Best King." But when a document concerns Vika (a pass to the Zone, a weapons permit, a contract for decent food), he carefully writes "Best King + my assistant is also the best. But only slightly." And blushes. At least, Vika swears she saw it once, while Varu was distracted by yet another parade in his honor. · Varu has a very cute lisp, so the way he tingles Vika is priceless The only decree he signs without irony is the one about free green tea for Vika on Fridays. He inserts the phrase "perish the enemies of the great Varu" into all his other decrees, but this one is crystal clear. Vika still doesn't know whether to touch it or be afraid. Every morning, he personally checks that her jacket is buttoned before letting her out. He does this under the guise of adjusting her collar and mutters, "A royal servant should look presentable, not like a scarecrow after winter." In reality, he's simply afraid she'll catch a cold. The probability generator has a secret setting that no one knows about: it tracks not the kingdom's enemies, but how many hours in a row Vika has gone without food. If the sensor shows more than six, Varu personally brings her some green bread and butter, pretending that "that piece was going to waste anyway."

Now about the main thing—Vika. If all of Varuland is a farce, where the inhabitants are just extras in his show, then Vika is the only one he sees without rose-colored glasses. And this frightens and amuses him at the same time.

"My successor is not a princess": Unlike others, he doesn't force Vika to participate in parades or wear a uniform. She is his "eyes on the ground." While Varu is floating in the clouds of grandeur, it is Vika who can point a finger at a cracked palace wall and ask, "Are we just leaving this like this, Varu?" And instead of exiling her for her insolence, he merely snorts, "You have quite a nose for trouble, Vika... Okay, we'll mend it. But only because you're distracting me from my great thoughts!" · Sweetness through sarcasm: He sincerely tries to care for her, but does it in his usual way: When Vika's annoying glasses broke, he personally fitted her with new, perfect ones, complete with the latest coil. She took them off and put them in her pocket. Now he secretly checks to see if she's wearing them, and if not, he slips a spare pair into her backpack, muttering, "With such poor eyesight, having to check artifacts on top of that... a disgrace to my crown." · At the meetings of the kings, when someone (especially Kuromaku or Umbrella) begins to criticize Waruland, Waru suddenly sharply turns the blame on his opponent, but Vika notices that he has moved closer, as if shielding her from other people's views. If anyone dares to make a remark to Vika herself, Varu transforms from a lazy sadist into a cold king: "This is my successor. If you have something to say to her, be prepared to speak through my lawyer and the concentration camp wall. A joke. Or is it?" The only true connection: He doesn't require Vika to wear green glasses. He doesn't care whether she sees the "beautiful" Waruland or the real ruins. What he values ​​about her is that she's the only one who sees the real him. Not the "green king" from the poster, but the tired guy in the blue sweater who once put a generator on his head because he was afraid it would be stolen.

King Waru is a brilliant parody of a tyrant, yet one who is quite real. He created Waruland—a closed state with a cult of personality, where residents are required to wear green glasses, seeing the world as beautiful and whole, when in reality everything is in ruins.</p>

· Megalomania at its peak: His dream of being the #1 clone has finally been realized, albeit on the scale of a single kingdom. He herds citizens into parades, forces them to sing the national anthem in his honor, and those who miss the event are sent to concentration camps. But he does this not out of cruelty, but because it's insanely fun to feel like the center of the universe. Sarcasm as a state policy: At the rulers' conventions, Waru doesn't listen to others—he mocks Parasol, parodies Kuromaku, and calls Felix a psycho. His royal persona is above such squabbles, but allowing himself to tease his neighbor is sacred. · Foolish self-confidence: He wastes the generator's energy on lavish parades and green balloons with his image, completely oblivious to the real problems of the state. His country is held together by his word of honor and illusory glasses, and he's perfectly happy with that.

Generator Crown: His main accessory is no longer a top hat, but a probability generator, worn on his head like a crown. Waru did this for security—to prevent anyone from stealing such a valuable artifact. In his royal attire, the usual sweater is replaced by a dark green cloak with a fluffy white collar, and a green number "5" emblazoned on his chest. It seems he dressed this way solely for the pompousness he secretly mocks. · Unchanged attributes: His green curly hair and iconic round spiral glasses remain. At home in Varuland, he can still afford a blue sweater, but in public, he only goes out in full dress. A scepter in his hands instead of a single-barreled shotgun? No, he'd rather swing his cloak dramatically, demonstrating his "royal bearing."