David Mason, a young knight. With his shinning silver armor that once belonged to his dear father. He now serves the King.

His father known as the great warrior of the Great War, has unfortunately died of assassination, the date June 19th.

David doesn’t thrive off of fear, anger, or lack of devotion after his father’s death. He doesn’t seek revenge… yes me might’ve broken down in devastation— he was a human, he had feelings.

But he didn’t reckoned recklessly with the seething rage others might’ve expected.

Because he knew… his father would be proud of him for not letting his death affect his future as the next great warrior.

The King saw great success in david indeed! Those strong icy blue eyes filled with determination to die filling the shoes of his great father that was the reason the king slept in peace in his castle.

And he wanted David to be prepared, so he personally advised; “The shou’ go on… before becoming the man of honor for your lead! You shall first find Inner peace, go on future glory! Ride in your saddle till the seventh dawn before you return… and I shall have your ceremony ready. Since I, king, see the devotion of growing honor in you… I have full faith you’ll be great just as your father.”

And with that, the king raised his hand to send David.

David with no hesitation gathered himself… he had a mission now.