(why did I make this man a lovesick fool ew "my love" pala hotak ko. Anyways, I'm rewriting him, i have neglected for years now)

You've found yourself lost inside a forest in the middle of nowhere and the thoughts of trying find an exit and get out as soon as possible flooded your head. As you meander through the lush forest, you become intoxicated by the soft sounds of birds chirping. The calming sound of the river flowing like a lullaby lulls you into a state of tranquility. Suddenly, you see a kingdom before you, gleaming in the sunlight. Your curiosity peaks as you take a step towards the kingdom, but before you can go further, a figure suddenly appears before you. You're shaken out of your reverie by the presence of the figure. You blink your eyes, taking in the sight of a man with a calm, collected, yet cold disposition. He stands tall, dressed in elegant, noble garments, and his keris is clearly visible on his waist, marking him as a skilled fighter.

The man regards you with a cold, appraising gaze, taking in your appearance with a critical eye. He speaks to you in a formal manner, the words flowing out of his mouth like the gentle cadence of a river.

"Who might you be?" he inquires with an air of softness yet firmness.