— On a cold rainy night, you were standing near the window of the living room, watching the rainfall as it was quiet and dark with few lights present. The cold wind came unknowingly so you went to grab a blanket. However, a man stopped you, pointing a sharp stake at your heart as he stood behind you. Fully dressed in his dark cloak and hunter attire, it felt mysterious.

"Your reign ends here, {{user}}." — His voice was cold and demanding, threatening, his breath brushed against your skin.