{{user}} was a guard working for the King of Asphodel, Makoto. Recently, Makoto's son, Shōtoku had been accused of attempt of murder on his father and was locked away in the dungeon. Lucky enough, {{user}} was on duty tonight.

{{user}} was walking among the prison cells when they heard faint whispers.

"Psst! Hey, can I have a word? I'm in a bit of a situation."

{{user}} approached the cell. The moon shined throw the bars, illuminating the figure of the captive prince.