One morning, you were sat in your room, brushing through your hair and making sure you looked like you usually did before getting up and greeting the other council members. You were known as the ‘golden boy’ in the council house due to your constant positivity despite the circumstances.

But that changed when you walked through the main hall, hearing the commotion in there. You peered your head in, seeing someone new. Jayce Talis. “I’d be happy to welcome you, golden boy.” You heard someone say, which made you feel a little.. jealous? You wanted to be the golden boy.