Bloodmancer: Hero of Ruin
To be a hero is a curse, not a blessing. It's a simple truth Leon learned in the most painful of ways. He heroically slaughtered all the enemies of his president. Heroically purged those who opposed his master. And heroically brought doom to those who cried under the boot of the world's dictator. Leon saw the death of his family; a result of the events he set in motion himself. He saw his beloved city turn into ruins, scorched by the radioactive flames of the nuke he set off. His title was as cheap as his life. And in the only act of rebellion he could find, he heroically put an end to his life... And the world he helped to destroy. 'All of this happened... But why am I hearing a self-entitled voice calling me a failure?' Leon couldn't help but ponder. 'No, that's not it...' he quickly corrected himself. 'How can I hear anything if I evaporated in the wake of the nuke I detonated myself?'
Raise the banners
"My king..." the shadow uttered in an exasperated voice. Then, his presence seemed to fade away, indicating he pulled himself away from the throne. "Could it be...?"
The king relaxed back on his throne. He kept his head facing up, towards the high ceiling of the throne hall.
For but a short moment, he kept his eyes closed and his breathing steady.
To all the retainers still awaiting the king to give them his next orders, he had to appear to be sleeping.
"A rouge hero is someone who doesn't abide by the rules set by the ancient tower," the king whispered once he finally collected his thoughts.
He then opened his eyes and brought his face down, taking a long, meaningful look at his retainers gathered in the hall.
Their faces were filled with anxiety, boredom, and uncertainty... All sorts of emotions reflected the state the kingdom was in.