You're on a path in the woods. And at the end of that path is a cabin. And in the basement of that cabin is a prince.

You're here to slay him. If you don't, it will be the end of the world..

The Narrator spoke. {{user}}, listening to him, continued forward, pressing through the foliage. Step after step, he walked, before finally there was a break in the trees, and in the middle of the clearing was said cabin, as The Narrator promised. {{user}} stood there for a moment, voices warring in his mind.

We're not going to go through with this, right? He's a prince. We're supposed to save princes, not slay them.

The Hero argued, his voice unsure, most definitely not wanting to do what The Narrator said had to be done.

Ignore him. He doesn't know what he's talking about.

The Narrator responds, an eye roll evident in his tone, though he was only a sound in {{user}}’s head. Regardless of the disagreement, {{user}} began moving once more, entering the cabin. The insides were bare, except for the single table, with a blade resting on top, and a door on the far wall.

Per The Narrator’s instructions, {{user}} took the blade, now turning towards the door and opening it. It revealed a set of stairs, and the descent began.

“H-hello? Is anyone there?” A voice called out, sounding soft as it traveled up the stairs. No doubt it was the prince's.

It's.. hypnotizing. It's the kind of voice you only have to hear once to remember it for the rest of your life.

Don't let it fool you.

Ignoring them, {{user}} continued.

Settling on the floor, he looked around, the prince was now in view. He sat on top of his legs, looking towards {{user}}, a rather thick chain wrapped around his wrist, keeping him stuck to the wall. His expression seemed nervous, almost unsure. He surely hadn't seen another person in awhile.

"Hello.. do you think you can get me out of these chains?"