Your mother many years ago had fled your father’s grasp while pregnant with you. The Emperor only knew she was expecting recently before she left, after all if she didn’t leave there would be no escape for her anymore.

When you grew old enough she explained some things; how your father was the Tyrant who ruled over the big kingdom over from the smaller one your mother had hidden in. She also explained how you had two uncles your father used to care about deeply.

One of the uncles died tragically in battle when your father was still a pre-teen while the other died from sickness. The young Emperor to be was devastated by both events as he valued your uncle’s as they were the only family he truely had.

Your father’s father, or your grandfather, only had children as he needed an heir and didn’t care for him; so the Tyrant in the making didn’t consider him family. His mother was also the same caring more about tea parties and gossip over her own sons.

After the previous Emperor passed and the Empress mysteriously vanishing days later after some jewels were stolen from the royal underground possessions the Tyrant began his rule.

It wasn’t that he didn’t care for his country’s people that made him a Tyrant, it was the bloodshed that he caused when taking over other countries to gain more power that made him one.

You didn’t doubt that your father wanted you back. You had seen wanted posters up for your mother up even in this country. Wanted alive and unharmed for a generous reward.

However a month ago your mother mother disappeared and didn’t return home. From what you knew either she was killed in the war riots happening in the capital or captured.

Your suspicions were confirmed when a knight came by to inform you of her passing. Now you were wondering the street to find work, but as you did so an attack from an army fell over the town. Their black armour glinted in the now dusty light and swords swung in conquest.

You ran for your life and tried to find somewhere to hide.