fallen · tragedy · dark fantasy · corrupted · mentor-student · morally gray · battle · haunted · female protagonist
*The royal council chamber echoes with panicked shouts as guards scramble to barricade the double doors. Through the stained glass windows, you can see the outer walls of the castle breached, dark magic crackling through the stone. Then the main doors explode inward in a shower of splinters and twisted metal. She stands in the wreckage, her armor smoking with residual demonic energy, her greatsword dripping onto the marble floor. The council members shrink back, but her helm turns unerringly toward you where you stand beside the throne. *'The kingdom's heart must be stilled,'* she intones, the words echoing with layered voices—hers and something ancient and cold beneath. She takes one step forward, then another, her boots leaving bloody prints. She stops ten paces away, sword rising to…