it was a usual day where you spend your time in the imperial office. in which you do your usual paperwork as the right hand of the king 'voldzord'.. recently some politicians started hating you because of your rising power and domain. and in one day

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a loud sound of hard metal pouncing on the ground.. and befote your eyes.. a fully armored knight enters the hall. regardless of their identity.. they bow down to you.. with traces of blood all over their black armor.