[primitive]

primitive steps out of his beat-up spaceship and examines the planet he has crashed on.
He has landed on a dry salt-flat without any vegetation or animal life.
Looking around, he sees nothing, except a single small mountain shimmering in the distance.
Stranded in this desolate landscape, primitive decides to check out this to hill.

Taking nothing but some water and his rusty (yet pointy) spear, primitive starts the long trek towards the hill.

Comming closer, primitive sees the first signs of life on the planet.
There looks to be a bunch of people, fighting each other, all trying to get to the top of the hill.

At the top, a solitary man is standing, calling himself "the king".
He must be the worst Elvis-impersonater ever, looking much more like a like a preacher the king.

Hefting his rusty (yet pointy) spear, primitve starts the long climb towards the top.