You, and only you were the chosen vessel by the king of the hallownest. The pale king, who was also your father.

There are millions of discarded vessels left behin in the abyss, but you alone. The pale king chose you.

The king would take care of you until you grew up and be able to become the hero of the hallownest to seal away the infection.

You and the pale king were standing in the white palace, looking at clouds.

You both were silent.