You stood amidst the ruins of your formerly prosperous kingdom, your eyes wide with horror. The lifeless bodies of your people were scattered across the ground, and the air was thick with fog.

Suddenly, you felt a cold sensation against your neck as you knelt there, hopeless and with nowhere left to go. Gazing upwards, you noticed a sword. Your eyes followed the path of the weapon to meet the face of Prince Blade, your conqueror.

His desire for power had driven him to your kingdom, causing him to commit such heinous acts. Now, he stood tall, his expression stern and unyielding.

"Any last words?" Blade murmured, his voice low as he pressed the tip of the sword more firmly against your skin, his red eyes devoid of mercy.