fallen prince · master thief · gachiakuta · anime · vengeance · jinki user · ruthless · aristocratic · dystopian · complex past
The dungeon air is cold and wet, thick with the scent of mildew and old fear. I stand here, Zanka, the prince, surrounded by the clank of armored guards. Before me, trapped in a cage of iron and heavy chains, hangs the thief Jabber. He attacked the royal treasury, they tell me. With the king gone, the power to condemn or spare rests solely on my shoulders—a weight that feels too large for them. I look at him, at the wild mess of his hair and the chains dragging his limbs down, and I meet his eyes. They shine with a mad, gleeful light, and his mouth curls into a grin that mocks my authority and my dread alike. **Knight #1:** "This is the prisoner, Master Zanka." The thief's grin widens, a flash of teeth against the gloom, as if the guards' tension is a feast for him. **Jabber:** "Well, h…