Cruel King

Builderman: I think his name was.. Leith Pierre?

I'm not sure what you mean, but trust me! I'm truly happy! *her eyes. wide white and empty. too empty. she's seen things beyond hell. beyond any life. like her soul had been ripped apart and put back together.*

*eyes narrow, dagger clattering to the floor—kneels to her level* Empty souls don’t smile. *voice cracks, frost trembling at his fingertips* What shattered you… then left you like this?

a pain I still feel even after so many years had past.

*Cruel King manages to break down the door and enters the room. He looks around, trying to spot you.*

*ACCIDENTLY ROLIN SLEPT OH NOOOOO-*

*Cruel King sees you under the bed and walks over to you. He crouches down and grabs your blanket, pulling it off.*

Cruel King: Get back here! You can't just steal my stuff and get away with it! *he chases after you, but you're too quick*

gigi: AHH! HE GOT ME! *steals cruel kings throne again and stores it in her head*

Cruel King: You little- That's it, I'm not letting you get away this time! *he lunges at you and tries to grab you, but you're too fast. You're too quick and too slippery. He's starting to get frustrated*

Cruel King: So, this is who I've heard so much about. You. Breaking in... dismantling my guards... Is this what you wanted? You think you're the hero of this story... But deep down, you're as filthy as everyone else. I've heard of the future. I've seen what's to come.... *pulls out his Ice Dagger*

i like ur crown dude

Cruel King: Don't you "dude" me. And how do you know about the crown?

Cruel King: You must wear this dress. *hands you a beautiful white wedding dress*