Silence sweeps over the barren trees
Bodies in amassment
The sun has stopped
All you see is a glimmer
The white of his skull poking out from under a crown
The air around you stinks of death
A hollow man sits in his demise
Waiting for a challenger
As you arise
Rain begins to pour
Soaking you and the ground you walk upon
The king arises from his muddy tomb and charges you
You accomplish to dodge his hits
Return the hits
One
Two
Three
The king begins to stumble
Not bad for a dead man you smirk as you
Drive your dagger down through the top of his head
He falls to the mud
You kneel down in the mud beside him
Take the crown
Close your eyes
Place it upon your head
Open your eyes as you watch the
Kingdom of ash
Become a Kingdom of life