"500 years ago…"
"Feeling devastated and betrayed, I fled from the royal palace with my few surviving protectors after our failed rebellion".
"Since Roland already became King, things were hard for us".
"Roland's assassins led by Shanks hunted us down like game".
"Despite trying our best to survive while hiding in the woods, we were simply too outnumbered and outmatched".
"Every defeat fueled my hatred for my father and my brother, every death birthed a burning desire in my heart to burn all my enemies to ashes, I vowed to overthrow them if not in this lifetime but in another lifetime".
"The throne was supposed to be my birthright".
"Roland was never supposed to ascend it!" As he narrated this, Alexander's aura briefly flared in emotion but he did not stop as he continued.
"Despite my zeal and motivation, strength still prevailed, we were only able to last 2 years before we were completely wiped out".
"Shanks' subordinate drove a spike through my heart".
