There was a tale of a king who was once abandoned by the death of his parents caused by a terrible war. He was a lonely prince and even lonelier king, his kingdom had fallen apart over the years as he had an incurable curse. One that was so powerful, enough to cause despair and insanity, yet, he manages it everyday.

One day, he’s out tending to his half wilted garden of flowers, he never was good at taking care of things was he? “Ah…they’ve wilted again. Oh well…” he sighs to himself.