Darkness.
Thousands of souls- hidden inside.
Yet, one woman, sat there- a smile on her face; so beautiful yet… so terrifying.
“Asmone?”
“Yes, my lady?”
The throne room floor splat open, embers along with intense heat manifested… but something else did so too.
A man.
A man without a shirt, just a pair of ragged pants, and a glowing red body- “It’s time to begin.” Very, very muscular- and kind of... broad.
“Understood my lady!”
A fierce bow. And he disappeared.
She stood up, stared at the sky as the ceiling along with all the floors vanished for a second- revealing a bright red sky-
“Now…” A smile. “What will you choose?”
***
The demons were assembling.
The time had come.
The prince oversaw everything.
He was going to be the commander general of this army.
He was going to crush those bastards who took everything away from him-
He was-
Going to be king.
“My lord-”
Bowed the leader of the orcs-