[UDRAD]
It was yet another morning in the home of the lycans, and while everyone out there was doing great or trying to survive, within the walls of the palace, was a man haunted by his choices, a man who was trying to meet his insanity halfway but kept losing with every step he took.
This was the man everyone apparently had to love, the man whose life was slowly fading, and transforming into a horror movie. He hated what was happening to him, and yet for obvious reasons, he had no idea how to control it.
"Papa, are you okay?" The man's son called out, but the man just ignored his son, but not before telling him to get back to the training grounds. Lately, they had been overtraining the warriors and it was a dangerous move, but this man did not care.
He needed an army for when his horrors finally materialized. He needed to be sure he wasn't alone and what better way to do that other than try to make sense of everything when he knew so well where the roots were?
When the high bitchy ass royal pain is crazy, everyone in Udrad is worried, but should they?