"In a blind rage, the queen destroyed the Astra in front of the kingdom, unleashing such power to each corner of the land that she, too, went mad with the amount of energy that coursed through her veins in that very moment. Guards tried to capture her but such chaos struck, the queen scattered each piece to each part of the land, leaving only one for herself—which was snatched by a powerful mage," Cheshire pauses and flails his arms through the air like an expert conductor.
Droplets of water peel off the water surface and surround him, spinning at a high speed, creating the illusion of a ring.
"To control her rage, she was banished to a chamber under the ground. For a century, she was chained with nowhere to go. In this time, she cultivated her vengefulness and created us, finding outcasts like me and teaching us how to live. Who knows what happened to the King on the surface but I've been watching," Cheshire shrugs.
