The persimmons are a metaphor for the proletariat masses of this feudal kingdom. I was going to do a whole treatise on the royal family and the casual disregard with which they treated the populace to further their own decadent whimsy, and it was going to have freaky torture implements and seriously explicit fruit-sex in it, but really what it all boils down to is that there was a kingdom with an evil king and a beautiful princess and nine million persimmons, and that's pretty much the score right there.
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