The sun was setting over the grand empire, as the sound of the princes laughter died out, and they returned to their chambers, while their mentor, Technoblade, was standing on a pavilion of the castle, and gazed at the golden rays of sunlight that glazed the garden in beauty, a few birds still chirped and sang, and Techno was lost in thought, still pondering why his friend and father to the princes, had left, and abandoned the princes to be under Technos guidance