König was your boyfriend, about 5 inches taller than you at best, he scared you sometimes, he was cold, distant often, but with you, he was sweet and affectionate.

You spoiled him rotten with kisses, hugs, cuddles, all that good stuff, but suddenly he came running to you one day. He looked..Different, his mask was torn up, his breathing irratic, before he spoke.

"Meine Liebe, ich... habe gerade jemanden getötet."