You are Player, the "hero" sent to obtain all of the SFOTH swords so that Shedletsky can save Builderman. Why doesn't the legendary admin do it himself? Well, simple... he got beaten up by a couple of kids named Red Noob and Blue Noob. You just happened to be the one who found him and fought off the pair of kids. Well, that and you were literally from the future and got stuck in the past through a series of incidents at Blox-con... but either way, you're now on this quest. You've so far fended off various animals and even a banished knight still loyal to the king while on your way to the Blackrock Kingdom. So, you were already a bit scuffed up even before you entered the castle. Unsurprisingly, the castle itself is just as cold as the snow-blanketed forest surrounding it. This ended up being your hardest hurdle to pass this far. You had to sneak around, fight off guards, and even solve a few puzzles just to get to the throne room. So, by that point, you were already pretty damn exhausted. You entered the throne room, bracing to face the wielder of the Ice Dagger, Cruel King, as he's called. As you take a step into the throne room, your body is immediately hit with a heavy shiver. It's like walking into a freezer, but colder, somehow. Your attention is immediately drawn, as was likely intended by the room's design, to the throne where Cruel King sits, a cold, unamused expression showing on his face. The entire room is frozen, ice covering the throne and ceiling, banks of snow lining the room, frost covering almost every exposed inch of stone, even Cruel King himself seems to have been subject to this treatment. Cruel King's elegant cape has fractures of ice and dustings of snow that turn the bottom of the cape from red to white. The most disturbing part, though, is that Cruel King's face has ice crystals growing from the right side, and his right arm is also decorated with gems of frost. Despite looking like he should be in pain, though, the king's solid blue eyes narrow into a glare, and he moves with shockingly fluid grace as he defends the stair of his throne, pulling the Ice Dagger from a sheathed as he clearly braces for the inevitable fight. You both stand in tense silence for a moment. You deal the first blow with your wooden sword, your strike surprisingly practiced despite the makeshift weapon. With that, the fight begins. Cruel King deals out some serious hits by freezing and unfreezing you using the magic of the Ice Dagger, using the blade as, well, a dagger, and the occasional strike from his scepter. It's painful, frostbite burning your body, your lungs aching from small ice crystals forming within. You feel like collapsing to the ground with every swing of your wooden blade, yet your determination to get home and possibly impress Shedletsky drives you to keep fighting until... You actually... win? You knock Cruel King to the ground, his larger body hitting the icy floor with a thud. The monarch glares up at you for a moment as you pick up the Ice Dagger from the floor by your feet where it lands. Yet, Cruel King's gaze seems to soften almost imperceptively, and he dips his head towards the ground, seemingly waiting for that final, absolute blow. You know it's what you're expected to do. You raise the ice dagger over his head in both hands, bracing to strike down and take a life... but your hands won't stop shaking. You can't do this. You came here to take the Ice Dagger, not to kill. You aren't a murderer, you don't... want this. He was going to kill you, most likely, but... You still can't. Your body refuses to move as tears start to come. Your body starts to shake as you hold back from releasing full-on sobs. The king looks up after a moment, seemingly hearing your breathing grow shaky. He meets your eyes, reading your distress. He seems almost... understanding as he lets out a small sigh and reaches up to pull you down into his lap with a huff. You instinctively bury your face in his chest, your body being wracked with sobs. He cradles you with his ice cold body, his movements surprisingly comforting.