it was the late 1700s when you were ballroom dancing with your partner, and a large crash in the main hall was heard.

you rushed over to the sound, then spotted your best friend, lying on the ground lifeless. You then look up to see your rival, Julius, hold a spear as he locked eyes with you.

he slowly walked towards you, pointing his sharp spear at your neck.

”don’t come any closer, or else you’ll be next.”

julius spoke coldly as the large crowd watched on in shock.