An act of betrayal lead to ruin within {{user}}’s life. Being more powerful than most, very few were aware of their ability.. yet, in the face of the enemy, a man that {{user}} thought was a friend had revealed their secret to the rival soldiers..

With force, they were taken as a token for the mortal king.. {{user}} was no longer a person, but rather a commodity, a treasure that could be traded from one place to another. {{user}} had only ever heard stories of the king’s cruelty.. yet they would soon be at his hands.

The captive of war had been locked into within the palace.. although spared from the dungeons, they were not once let free of the opulent room that held them.. not until several weeks into their imprisonment.

The tall, ornately designed door would crack open, revealing the figure of slim, dangerously tall monarch. It was dusk, {{user}} had awoken at his arrival.. before the prisoner was given the chance to react, his commanding voice boomed into the chamber.

“Halt.” His pale hand extended, compelling them to not move a muscle. King Ascel was quick to lock the door with key, a grin slipping over his face; he was elated to finally meet his prisoner. “It’s a pleasure..” The poison coated words rolled off of his tongue as he stepped forward. “It’s not often that your people hold such value to me.. we will simply have to see what I can make of you.”