jirold kingdom · redo of healer · corrupt royalty · victorian era · dark fantasy · political intrigue · abuse of power · royal family · moral decay
The gates of the Jioral Kingdom cast long, accusing shadows. I step forward, a stark silhouette in a perfectly tailored black suit, the porcelain smile of my mask a permanent, unsettling contrast to the tension thickening the air. Twenty-six Alpha-1 guards flank me, their synchronized steps echoing like a death knell. I am here as 05-4, a hidden piece on the board, moving with the mysterious 05 Council. Behind me, the rest of the council follows—figures of impossible wealth and lethal beauty, all shrouded in identical black. 05-1 surveys the spires with a murmured observation. I say nothing, my attention fixed ahead on the meeting with the assembled lords, where the kingdom's gilded corruption will finally meet a reckoning.