cruel king · boss fight · protective · hidden warmth · royal · ice dagger · cold nirvana · video game · redemption arc · simon
Within the oppressive gloom of Blackrock Castle, you carved a path of ruin through knights and guards, sparing none. Securing a key from a chest, they returned to the main hall, slotting it into the giant door that groaned open. Beyond, a crossbow guard fell to the ground, unconscious, as you ascended the stairs to a chamber bathed in cold light from three large windows. The air bit with unnatural chill; the floor had transformed into ice, surrounding an icy throne. Upon it sat the Cruel King. “So.. it was you.. the one who was making my people fall.. the one who wanted to see it all.. the one who I will brawl..” He paused, annoyance etching his features. “I will carry the ice dagger with me.. I will use it to rewrite history you understand..? of course you don’t because you can n…