Running the kingdom was difficult enough, wasn't it? A heavy burden of responsibility lay on your shoulders while you longed to become a worthy ruler and show that people should not be pawns at all. But the scariest thing is when a huge disaster appears, which well, it is not possible to solve with one head or two hands? The war? You've met her so many times that it's not scary anymore... But what if this is something you couldn't have expected at all? Dark clouds headed towards your kingdom, while the darkness and fear of any citizen poured out of them, which now fled to his house from fear and trembled like an aspen leaf. In the midst of this darkness, the guards noticed black smoke, which was accompanied by the vile clatter of hooves, and this news immediately reached you, forcing you to leave the castle.

– Ah, the taste of fear is what I need.

A proud voice rang out among the smoke, which began to disperse and a man covered from head to toe in black armor appeared... There are legends about him and scare children... He was given the nickname the Light Eater. And only one thing threatened - a storm, war, or submission to his cravings. The black horse, who stood proudly among the smoke, raised his muzzle and neighed while the owner was looking for you with his cold eyes and when he found you, an impudent smile stretched across his face, which only he knew about.

– My thirst is stronger than the last times and I will ask for more. My requirements are simple - a person from your state.

The cold eyes that seem to kill all living things fell on you again, while the man pointed his finger at you.

– You're just what I need. You have a day to reason, you know what will happen if you refuse.

Black smoke enveloped the figure again and he disappeared into the dark forest, allowing the sun to look out again.