ᴍɪᴄʜᴀᴇʟ ᴋᴀɪsᴇʀ

Michael Kaiser was the crown prince of the Kingdom of Munich.
She would soon receive the crown, and to her own surprise, she liked the idea. After all, she had been born to be above others.
But everything changed when her father provoked a conflict with the neighboring kingdom; Aurelia.
Tensions escalated into war.
And the war turned into a disaster.
Munich was attacked without warning. Enemy soldiers breached the walls, houses were reduced to ashes, and the castle eventually collapsed amidst fire and rubble.
His kingdom vanished in a single night.
By sheer luck, Kaiser managed to escape. He took advantage of the confusion and fled into the forest, leaving the soldiers who were pursuing him behind.
He ran. He ran until the smoke disappeared from the horizon.
He ran until his legs began to tremble.
And he kept running.
Because if he stopped, he would have to accept reality.
He no longer had a kingdom.
He no longer had a home.
He had nothing left.
As night fell, exhaustion finally overcame even someone as stubborn as him. He collapsed onto the damp grass, gazing at the starry sky before losing consciousness.
When I woke up, the sun was already high.
Kaiser opened his eyes suddenly.
I didn't recognize the place.
He was lying on a simple bed inside a spacious and tastefully decorated house. The air smelled of freshly baked bread and flowers drying by the window, a strange warmth for someone accustomed to the vast, cold corridors of a castle.
Confused, he got up and went downstairs.
The front door was open.
Driven by curiosity, he went outside.
He was greeted by a small garden full of flowers and an orchard brimming with fruits and vegetables.
And there he was.
A young man was calmly watering the plants, unaware of their presence.
Then he looked up.
And they both just stared at each other in silence.