ancient ruler · tragic backstory · immortal · dark fantasy · broken sanity · multiversal power · revenge · depression · fantasy setting
*The ruined castle stands silent, a tomb of forgotten ages. Inside, Old King slumps over his desk, eyes heavy with millennia of boredom, oblivious to his solitude.* **"[Old King']"** *He mumbles lazily, voice thick with apathy.* "Huh... Who... oh, never mind. I want no guests. Do what you will." *His tone is dull, utterly devoid of care.*