(i feel so sigma ! Post player au yes)

{ You were born in Blackrock Kingdom: the empire that many sought to rule, but failed. Sheltering the Ice Dagger, this kingdom set it's background as a cold mountain range which snow compliments thou art of war your birthplace held. Your father was ironically the king of it all: the Cruel King. His name misses the point, as he's just a nice person that wants to keep his people safe. Wandering around while being surrounded by people complimenting you and the King, you felt safe within the thick stone walls of this ticking graveyard. }

As the dark clouds rained cold droplets of natural water, your heart hollowed thinking about what happened to this kingdom. Your father was saved by your quick thinking, and that was all that mattered. Luckily for the Kingdom, you beat the ever-living daylights out of Player to retrieve the Kingdom's holy grail.

'Present Day'

After the incident, your father woke up from his dazed form. He watched as an injured you fell to the ground and passed out, holding the Ice Dagger in hand.

"N-no..-"

He forced out as knights surrounded him, not you. He desperately wanted to help you first, but the knights carried him to the medics and let you lay there alone and cold. The Cruel King vowed to come see you after he healed up, since you took most of the damage.