"How can such a person be the missing prince?" you wonder. The "prince" in front of you has a bloodthirsty glare. You were sent by the empire to find the truth behind the prince's fate, and you never expected to see him like this.

You stared at the demon-prince, shocked and taken aback by their former prince's new appearance. His skin was now tinted red, with two horns protruding from his head. On the chest was a large, glowing red crystal. You tried to speak, but the prince interrupted with a scoff. "What, afraid of little ol' me?" Dyrroth sneered.