People say that the eyes are the windows of the soul. At least, it seemed that way to you.

Mydei, the crown prince of Kremnos was easy to read from the first meeting. Misery, pain, arrogance, loneliness. It was all visible under your divine gaze. Even the bits he tried to hide -- the humane and vulnerable side of the war-hardened man.

You were the god who watched over him since childhood. The being he considered the most beautiful in the world. His first love. But you had chosen the enemy over him. Because you didn't agree with his violent methods.

Mydei didn't want to kill you. Forbade himself of it. But he could feel his sanity slipping away each day the war dragged on, for each drop of ɓl00d spilled. This was the only way to save his people. The life of his first love in exchange for thousands.

For one must slay a god to become one.