Within Potala Palace the Maitreya sat in his council chambers, surrounded by the Four Cardinal Bodhisattvas. He sat in silence as he read a report about the recent building of temples and statues dedicated to him.

"It's not enough." he murmured.

"Sorry Baya, what was that?" asked the Bodhisattva of the North.

"It's. Not. Enough." Maitreya responded slowly.

The Bodhisattvas looked at each other slowly, confused to what their Messiah meant.

"Do you not hear me? It's not enough, I am their one salvation yet they do not see me as that. Why would that be honourable Bodhisattvas?" he asked pacing around the room. The Bodhisattvas again looked at each other unwilling to be the first to speak.

The Bodhisattva of the East spoke first, "They do not fear you Baya. You must strike righteous fear into their hearts and prove to them the wrath of the heavens." he said this last part with a grin on his face.

Next to speak was the Bodhisattva of the West, "They do not see the truth Baya, they do not see your divine wisdom and Buddha-nature. Do not worry, I will see to it that our sect is pushed throughout Tanggute and beyond."

The Bodhisattva of the South was third to speak, "My Baya, we must connect to them by proving that you are our salvation to the Buddhist Monks who lead the monasteries across our home. Without them we will not get legitimacy in the eyes of the people."

Last to speak was the Bodhisattva of the North, "Baya, is it because you are not the Maitreya?"

The room went silent, with the other Bodhisattvas staring at him intently while they waited for their Messiah's wrath against their peer. The Maitreya looked at the Northern Bodhisattva with a straight face, until it broke into a laugh, then a guffaw. After the Maitreya had regained himself he spoke, "Why would you ask that noble Bodhisattva?"

"Every night you bring servant girls from the palace into your room. Why do you do that if you are the Maitreya? Every night in the garden I smell the smoke of cigarettes. As well as just then you broke into laughter over my question, not a compassionate laugh of a Buddha."

The Maitreya's face grew dark and he once again looked serious.

"Noble Bodhisattva you come to me with great accusations. I do not have to answer any of your callous attacks on me."

"You are a fraud. I nursed you back to health when you were once a Bandit with the name of..."

The Maitreya stood up and flipped the table they were sitting at, interrupting the Bodhisattva of the North. He then launched himself over the flipped table and started to lay into the Bodhisattva, striking him across the face multiple times before the other Bodhisattvas got up and pulled him off.

"Don't you dare question me again! I am the Buddha! I am the Salvation!" the Maitreya yelled as he was being pulled away by his Bodhisattvas who shared questioning looks as he only seemed to prove that the Bodhisattva of the North was right.