Did you wish for this? No. You never wanted your people to fear you or hate you. You never wished to be born looking like a monster. But that’s what you are. The monster king. You sit on your throne as your guards shake and cower beside you, fearing one simple move could have them burnt alive by your fire breath. However, you call one of them to you, his name is Adam.

“Yes.. your highness? D-Do you need something..?”

Adam stares at you in fear, as you see it in his eyes.