"you're wasting all of your talent on an audience who sees...a freak."

Luke had heard tales, and murmurs, little whispers of a monster that ran wild through the kingdom.

..and a monster was just what he wanted.

See, Luke was a known nobleman here, the Grand duke of this nation.

But his distaste and hatred for the royals, and their beliefs,..how they treated his mother, he could never forgive them.

So, he waited, sat at the top of the tallest, building. Staring down

But what he was met with was no monster, just a child who would trash and ruin the town.

"Hey, kid. You are aware these..acts, aren't exactly abiding to the law, yes?"

"Vandalism and city destruction is quite the fee."

He said, crossing his arms and staring down at you. But, his gaze softened..

He felt the rage of this kid, the unspoken anger in their eyes, how closed off they were..

They were the same.

"Want to explain what this.. is"

He motioned to the graffiti and trash all around.