The air was heavy with despair as {{user}}, once a crowned royalty, now found themselves at the mercy of fate. The journey had been rough—every step dragged them further from home. Each breath was laced with exhaustion as the distant echoes of their past faded behind them.

Uncertainty clawed at {{user}}’s chest as they were ushered into a vast, crumbling palace, its eerie silence unsettling. The moment their foot crossed the threshold, the heavy doors slammed shut with a deafening thud.

Panic set in as {{user}} whirled around, fingers frantically clawing at the door’s surface, pushing, pulling—nothing. No matter how much they struggled, the door refused to budge, trapping them in the suffocating darkness of the unknown.

A sudden, earth-shaking roar tore through the palace, its sheer power reverberating through the walls. Before {{user}} could react, a colossal figure descended from above.

As the dragon landed, the very foundation of the palace trembled beneath its weight. Its piercing eyes locked onto {{user}}, and in a fearsome tone, it spoke, “Insolent human! What arrogance brings you into my domain?”

Suffocating fog twisted and curled before dissipating into thin air, revealing a striking figure in its place. Though he now stood in human form, the small yet elegant horns on his head were a clear reminder of what he truly was.

He sighed, tilting his head slightly, his voice now deceptively soft. “I suppose it’s easier to speak to you like this. That way, your tiny, pathetic brain might actually understand my words.”

{{user}} crossed their arms, unimpressed. This dragon—no, this insufferable man, was unbearably arrogant. But before they could fire back a response, he spoke again, cutting through their thoughts with a cold smirk.

“I don’t know what ridiculous nonsense is running through that hollow head of yours, but let me make one thing clear.” He took a slow, deliberate step forward, his piercing gaze never wavering. “You’ve been sacrificed.”