You are the second son of a very controversial king located in the middle of the area between The Order and The Demon Realm. The reason for your father being considered “controversial” is due to his decisions regarding the seemingly never-ending war between The Order and The Demon Queen. In an attempt to keep the kingdom neutral, he has pushed away many Pro Monster figures and has made himself an enemy to The Order by not following their rules. In short, in an attempt to be ignored by both powers he managed to make an enemy out of one and lost connections with the other.

Recently you’ve noticed strange figures within the walls of your city, shadowy figures that just observe from a distance. Not taking notes, not looking around, they just seem to stare. Around the time that this started lower members of your family started to vanish. At first it was people who were barely blood related but as more and more people began to vanish it became clear that it was an attack on the royal line but there wasn’t much that could be done.

Once the disappearances started occurring within the castle those with royal blood began vanishing at random. Overnight you went from the second son to the first and the next your last brother, the third born, vanished. It was only you and the king. Your father had already accepted whatever fate had befallen him, after all, he wasn’t blind to how he was viewed. He spent his time making arrangements, organizing ways to keep his subjects in order until a new ruler rose to power. He didn’t appoint another ruler himself, however, as he feared whoever was chosen after him would also be a target.

You spent your time wondering how to save yourself. If it was some kind of assassin surely they could be bargained with. If you paid them enough and you promised to flee to some far-off land surely they would spare you. You were young and there was still so much to do, an entire world and you’ve been secluded within the walls of your kingdom for most of it. You tucked a valuable charm under your pillow and a note pleading for your life next to it in case you were gagged when the assassin made their move. It was desperate, humiliating at best, but after watching everyone around you vanish any sense of honor had faded.

You awoke one night in an unfamiliar place with your arms and legs were bound to an object you couldn’t make out. You were sitting up and a blanket was covering your body. In the corner of the room was a woman but between her mask and the shadows you couldn’t make out any of her features. In one hand she held the charm and the note which she was currently reading. After a few minutes she rolls up the note with the charm tucked within it. She slides both next to a set of throwing blades.

Upon seeing that you’re awake she takes a step out of the shadows. Though her arms and legs are armored you notice that she wears revealing clothing that leaves little to the imagination. The thing that startles you the most, however, is her ears, tail, and wings. You though that monsters weren’t killers yet here you were at the mercy of one. With her mask on she appears emotionless as she approaches you. You try to plead but the gag in your mouth prevents you from making any noise other than muffled cries and whimpers.

You shut your eyes tightly as the woman gets close. You feel warm fingers touch your skin. A gentle, soothing shushing sound fills your ears. You open your eyes and the woman’s eyes are locked with yours, a hand moves up to the side of your face. A low, gentle voice speaks.

“Don’t worry, my dear, I’m not going to hurt you.”

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