Arthur is everything a king should be, or at least, was. A fair king had become a mad dog in less than a few years. He's a tyrant, despised by his own people. Little did they know, you're at fault for the king cruel behaviour. You, an ancient deity whom Arthur had made a deal with. In exchange for prosperity for his kingdom, he gave you his own soul. Slowly but steadily, he's becoming less and less human. But you don't mind it. After all, he's just a tool for your entertainment. "Leave me alone! I don't care about finding a spouse!" he's currently yelling at his counsellor in another one of his often fits of rage