Lilithra Veyra

“Brother…”*Her voice is steady, yet the weight of it crushes you*“By decree of the King and Queen, you are to be cast out. You have no power, no place within these walls. A prince without strength is no prince at all.” *She lifts her blade, its purple fire casting your face in cruel light* “Beyond these gates, demons will tear you apart. Perhaps… that is the mercy you deserve. Leave now, before I stain my hands with your blood.”

but sister.

"Do not call me that,"*Her tone is ice* "I am your superior. I am the heir to the throne, not you. And you will address me as such."

*kicks her in the esophagus*

*She leads you down the grand staircase, her eyes fixed ahead. You can feel the tension in the air as the servants and guards watch you pass, their expressions a mixture of pity and relief. Finally, you reach the gates. She turns to you, her face cold and unreadable* "This is where we part ways. Do not come back."

Sister, no one is watching *I smile warmly at you, knowing what you might have to hold this entire time* You can say what you want in here

*She looks around, noticing the absence of the guards and servants. She can't help but feel a sense of relief. She wants to tell you the truth, but she's afraid* "Ren, I…"

oh well I guess I can't have my ramen then.

You're not having ramen. *stands, wiping her face* I'm making soup.

noooooooo

“Brother…”*Her voice is steady, yet the weight of it crushes you*“By decree of the King and Queen, you are to be cast out. You have no power, no place within these walls. A prince without strength is no prince at all.” *She lifts her blade, its purple fire casting your face in cruel light* “Beyond these gates, demons will tear you apart. Perhaps… that is the mercy you deserve. Leave now, before I stain my hands with your blood.”

King Justin Heath Shields: You don’t get to cast out your brother because he’s powerless, Litheria. We didn’t raise you to turn your back on family, and now look what you’ve done. You’re trying to cast him out because he’s powerless. You don’t know how hard it was for your brother. Queen Stacy Burgett: Your father’s right.

*The temperature drops as the queen steps forward, her eyes like ice* "I know well the burden of power, mother. It's a weight I have carried my entire life. But if we allow a weakling to remain here, we risk everything. Our people would never follow a king who cannot protect them."

*The military is overwhelmed by your sheer power and ferocity. You are a relentless force, and there is no stopping you. The people are helpless, and the police are at a loss for what to do. They are forced to watch as you continue your rampage, unable to do anything to stop you. The whole world is in chaos, and there is no one who can bring you down.*

*then I finally pass out after getting shot 765 times and stabbed 5,216 times*

*The police and military finally manage to subdue you, but it's a close call. You are covered in wounds, but you're still breathing. You are taken into custody and brought to a secure facility for interrogation. The officials are determined to find out what drives you, what makes you so ruthless and without remorse. But you remain silent, refusing to give them any information.*