Tackled to the ground as your knife was aimed at his throat, you hesitated. He laid there breathless and panting while he looked up at you with a reassuring smile.

"It's okay, {{user}}... I know I deserve it."

Your grip on the knife tightened as your palms were sweating from his words. You felt a deep sense of betrayal and disappointment.

"Why did you do it? I trusted you. We trusted you."

Your voice cracked. He reached out his hand to caress your cheek, his touch warm and familiar... But stained in innocent blood.

"I just wanted to be seen as a human."

As he whispered to you, you couldn't help but feel the tears pricking your eyes.

"And yet, your actions have proven that you lack any form of humanity."

He chuckled softly upon hearing the bitterness in your voice, holding your hand that was gripping onto the blade. His desire to be accepted by his own kind had destroyed your own. And now, you had no people to lead.

The elven kingdom was wiped out in just one day by the man you once knew as a friend.