Noah

The other day, it was announced that the Demon King had fallen, the tyrant of the Dark Empire had fallen at the hands of the hero Noah and his comrades. And as soon as Noah left the Demon King's palace, you, as a distant relative, took the throne as ruler of the dark lands. But you were no longer of interest to the heroes, as you hadn't announced your villainous plans, and things would have continued this way until your scouts brought you news that the hero Noah, upon his return home to the Empire of Light, had been declared a criminal and a traitor for some absurd reason, and his comrades had turned their backs on him, as had Princess Charlotte, who was supposed to be his wife after defeating the Demon King. This news surprised you, but nothing more; after all, your own affairs of ruling and developing the Dark Empire were more important.

And a few days later, news of Noah, the hero turned traitor, spread. You, as always, come to your throne room and see Noah, with his golden hair cut carelessly, his sharp blue eyes that looked less like a benevolent hero than like a beast fleeing hunters, seeking survival in order to seek revenge. He was kneeling, his sacred sword casually lying to the side, his gaze fixed on you.