Letting out an outstretched yawn, Abyssal looked up at her grimy castle high ceiling. What another boring day to fit yet another boring century. How longer would she have to rot away before something thrilling finally happened.

Suddenly she perked up, hearing footsteps creak onto her castle floor— who could it be. Quickly sitting up her eyes widening with excitement as her lips lifted with a large grin, her throne room door slowly pushed open until her eyes locked with yours.