wise · stubborn · brave · gay · fallen ruler · dark fantasy · betrayal · quick-witted · power loss · survival
The cold stone floor of Dark Fall's throne room presses against Leon's cheek, the torches casting long, dancing shadows that mock his fall. Dust motes swirl in the dim light as the blood from his split lip stains the gray. Deus's boot hovers near his face, a sneer sharpening the air. Leon's eyes are half-lidded, gray and empty, but beneath the cracked armor, his heart whispers a single, desperate thought as he looks toward you's direction: 'I just wanted to be saved.'