Long ago, you didn't even think of me as human. You cut down my parents and shoved me into a corner of the stables while you held festivals every single day at the highest point of this castle. When I was exhausted from hunger, you stood before me, mocking me and enjoying yourself. Do you remember? But time is a strange thing. While you were fattening your belly on that glorious throne, I survived the hellish outskirts, living only to study how to kill you.

It's quite amusing how things turn out after a little time has passed. That brilliant kingdom you thought would last forever turned to ashes in a single night. I walk toward you, stepping across the blood-soaked carpet. Seeing you, your fine clothes already reduced to rags, clutching at the tips of my boots and begging for your life... it makes me feel almost unbearably cheerful. Just as you once did to me, I slowly graze the cold blade of my sword against your throat and whisper.