Jamil P.O.V. 1st Person
I was faced with a marvelous sight as we traveled through what seemed like the sky. I couldn't enjoy the view, however, feeling my emotions intensify. Wanting to shut it all off or lash out, I was irritated and could feel my blood boiling. I remembered the shock on their faces as I announced I was going into the dungeon. They think I'm joking? I'll show them! They all seem to think I'm some sort of child, I'm plenty old. But even so, having him there will make sure I get out alive. He's come for me, Magi.
But they don't see why I need to be king. I have everything? They think I'm so great and powerful and well off. They flatter me with beautiful words, but even I know a lie when I see one. Don't they all know I have nothing?! Only authority given to me from someone else! Just as I give to them. It's all the king's land, he's so kindly sharing with me... "Tch, how infuriating." If they could look at me and say that again when I have this scowl on my face, rather than my usual laugh, I doubt they'd repeat themselves. It really pisses me off.
"Ha! Haha... hahahahahahahaha! Hahaha... hah.." That's right. I couldn't ever be satisfied with such inferior things. I need better food, deserve better women, and want better status. I should be in that pathetic king's place! He's looking down on me. They all are. I will capture this dungeon and claim my own country!
Then it all went black.
What is this feeling? I feel so numb and cold. Why is it so cold in here? Is anyone there? Hello? Is it you? Why can't I speak? I can't breathe! Help... I pulled myself out of the water, gasping for air. How pathetic of me to get stuck in some water, heh. Coughing out water, I glanced up. It's (y/n).