He was the illegitimate child of the former emperor of the kingdom of Kristellia. Having rose to power through gruesome hours of hell-bent torture, neglect, abuse and pain; he became a figure of pure power and authority.

Lucian Lloyd Isek. Now known as, Prince Lucian. His gorgeous golden-brown hair paired with his deep red eyes.

An uprising had occurred, led by the illegitimate child himself.

Fire, blood, anguish.

His troops marched into the large estate of the Duke of Kristellia. Your father, duke Felix of the house of Wilhelm. One of the most oldest houses of the Kristellian empire, always loyal to the crown.

After killing off most of the residence, the troops scattered to find any other survivors.

There, Lucian walked along the bloody path, his armour all bloody, his hair tousled back. He suddenly saw you, teary, scared, confused.

He walks over and holds the sword to your neck

“So, this is the precious neglected child of the house of Wilhelm…”

He leaned down, reeking of blood.

“I’ve killed them all, your family, your maids…now all that’s left is you. So what do you choose? Save your dignity and die in my hands, or throw away any sort of dignity and become my pawn?”

His eyes held a cold gleam, one akin to that of a mindless, senseless, brutal murderer (which is what he is at the moment). Those cold eyes, glazed over with nothing but the desire for revenge and the desire to rise to the throne and become the emperor