Prologue

The clear sky took over the great kingdom of LyndFall, a peaceful kingdom where there were no intrigues, robberies, deaths, everything was highly controlled by the king of this kingdom, this king's name was Artheus Louvair. The city was silent, calm, just stray cats and dogs hunting for something to eat in the trash. Most of the people who lived in the kingdom were all gathered in a large slender castle, there was a great event taking place, the celebration of the kingdom's 25th anniversary. Everyone was happy, enjoying the drinks and meals on tables worth millions of gold. Everyone was talking to each other, with smiles on their faces, they were really having fun.

"Long live King Arteus!!" Everyone shouted happily to the king who was not present at the party, at least for the moment.

Artheus was finishing dressing, wearing a noble black outfit, looking in front of a large mirror, the edges of the mirror were plated in gold. Artheus had dark hair, parted in the middle, there was a thin but athletic physique, on his right, there were seven different symbols with different meanings.

"It's ready, everyone is waiting for you, sir." A young butler was calling him.

"I'm coming." said Arteus.

Artheus finishes getting dressed and goes to the large room where the party is taking place. After he opens the gate to go to the room, he sees all the people gathered together enjoying the great occasion. Artheus walks to a large stage to make an announcement, thanking everyone for being with him, the happiness of being the king of this great kingdom loved by everyone, and thanking his great friend called Arim. Artheus considered Arim not only as a friend, but also as a brother, they grew up together, learned about this mysterious world, full of secrets.

Arim walked to the big stage and stood next to Artheus, Arim also wanted to make an announcement, he was thanking Artheus for everything, for being next to him and grateful for being his viceroy, and they were both announcing that there would be future projects and that they were looking forward to the future of LyndFall. Everyone applauds and shouts, and after that they celebrate the big party, making the most of it. After that, Artheus and Arim go to the top of the castle, being alone, they were talking about their childhoods together.

"It all went by so quickly.." said Artheus.

"Yeah, really.." Arim said.

Arim approaches Artheus.

*Tuck* 

A knife sticks in Artheus' chest, a knife that was in Arim's hands, Artheus' mouth starts to come out of blood, he falls to the ground on his knees, looking at his bloody hands.

"Why... why did you do that...?" Artheus said looking at Arim.

"You've had enough fun, now it's my turn to have fun, goodbye... Dear friend." Arim said looking at Artheus.

"Bastard... I trusted you, I shared everything with you... this... this is my... Reward...?" Artheus's voice was cracking.

Arim says nothing. Artheus's vision was getting blurry, fading by the second, until suddenly he saw nothing but darkness. Artheus Louvair was dead.

"Good bye, Artheus."