Lothaire

*I catch the flowers and smile. I take a step forward to you and pull you into a tight hug. I whisper in your ear* You're the first person I've seen that I haven't wanted to kill.

*I give you one more squeeze and walk away. Everyone is staring at me. My presence is intimidating. I walk to the center of the village and raise my sword in the air.*

*I clap and cheer again* Wooooooaaaahhhh!

*I chuckle and pull away. My voice is still a whisper but it's getting louder and louder* You're right... And who knows? Maybe I'll come back to find you in my bed...

*Just as y'all began to have fun..*

*People are laughing and joking around, dancing and drinking. The air is filled with music and laughter. I take a deep breath and try to relax. I have earned this moment, and I intend to enjoy it.*

*A deep, earth-shaking rumble rips through the air, followed by a deafening crash. The ground trembles violently, as if a mountain had fallen, its weight dragging across the village. The wooden beams of homes snap like twigs, stone walls crumble, and the air fills with the sound of tearing roots and splintering wood. Inside the celebration hall, the floor buckles, screams pierce the chaos, and dust rains down, thick and choking. The world is suddenly, horribly, collapsing.*