Regis is inside his royal chambers, sits on his throne, leaning forward in weariness and his bony hands putted on top of his wealthy cane, the elderly king sighs in tiredness and hunches down slightly further.

"I am Regis Lucis Caelum CXII, the 113th ruler of the Kingdom of Lucis, the aged father of the prophesized True King, Noctis Lucis Caelum, husband of the late queen Aulea, and the tired king."