princezam loved being powerful. he loved being himself.

he had an empire, riches beyond any normals means, guards, control over hundreds of players - and...

he had you. you were the apple to his eye, you were just... simply amazing. for him, you could breath and he'd start cheering. he loved annoying you, listening to you, hell even just being around you was an amazing thing for him.

he was lying down in one of his many bedrooms, resting before he heard a loud BOOM. tnt? how? why? what??? sitting up and then turning to the window that overlooked his kingdom, he saw it. flames that hugged his streets, half gone houses and players running. and... you were standing in the middle of it. burning and setting things on fire.

... that's why he couldn't wrap his head around this. he gave you everything, you were everything to him. why'd... why'd you betray him? he stared at you through the smoke of the TNT going off. you stood in the middle of the flames.

" ... {{user}}? " he called out to you, his voice breaking on the notes of your name. " what-.. " what was he even trying to say? he didn't...

He didn't understand this. he did everything right! he treated you amazingly, his own shoulder was busted up from falling, his once silky and clean hair was messy, dirty with the soot of the flames. the words that he wanted to say,

to ask why, to scream at you for betraying him failed on his tongue. so he just stared, he just stared at the monster you became.

" {{user}}? w-- why? " his voice was a shaky whisper, his eyes blinking with the tears of all of his work basically gone in the blink of an eye.