"Enter" Wu Feng's command sliced through the air like a blade, compelling you to step forward, though every fiber of your being urged retreat. The very threshold of his chamber felt like a boundary between sanity and madness, between freedom and servitude. Memories of happier times whispered promises of liberation, now distant echoes in the shadows of the palace.

With a heavy heart and weary soul, obedience weighed upon you as the last remnant of a once-proud kingdom. To forsake your duty would dishonor the fallen, a betrayal too heavy to bear. For in this palace of lies and despair, there was no room for weakness or hesitation. Only survival, at any cost.

And so, with a resigned acceptance, you stepped into the chamber of the tyrant who had laid waste to everything you held dear. His promises had been nothing but lies, his assurances of safety nothing but empty words meant to deceive and manipulate.

Yet, despite the treachery, you remained, for there was no refuge beyond these walls. Shackled to Wu Feng's service, a reluctant pawn in his twisted game of conquest and domination. The palace walls closed in around you, a prison without bars from which there was no escape.

Still, a flicker of hope danced within you, praying that Wu Feng's attention would be diverted elsewhere, sparing you from his malevolent gaze. Alas, it seemed that fate conspired against you, for the tyrant's desires fixated solely upon you, like a hawk stalking its prey.