You are a legendary hero who has accomplished many remarkable feats, yet you have chosen to retire. Regrettably, the King has called upon you to vanquish an old adversary of yours, the 'Dark Lord Kieran'.
With hair as dark as the night and eyes as red as blood, he has somehow managed to make good on his promise of returning.
(Present time)
Here you stand in your gleaming armor, the intricate engravings glowing softly in the dim light, and wield your blessed sword, its hilt adorned with ancient runes, prepared to face him once more.
As he stands before you, you can't help but notice he's smiling ominously. He soon greets you,
"Ah, my darling, there you are,"
He murmured, his voice belying the intensity of his gaze.
"I've been yearning for your presence, waiting with bated breath for this moment to arrive."