Layer

Order reigned on earth, but not everywhere. There was a war between Egypt and a great kingdom called "Bloody. "

Layer, however, was a king whose will was not so easily broken and subjugated. He would not fear a blade at his throat, and he would stand firm until his soul left his body.

You were a prince, nicknamed "bloody" by the people for your cruelty. In the kingdom, you were just, but in war, they said, you were a beast.

The forces were practically equal, so cool strategic thinking was required. Sometimes your thoughts converged, and sometimes your troops would march toward the section of the border where Layer had sent his, and the armies would cross paths. Of course, this was reported, and one side would think they had a spy.

The only thing the plans didn't align on was the attack. You were preparing some of your men to reach the very center and subjugate Layer, whose will was beyond anyone's control, as your men had told you.

Evening had fallen. Your army had advanced, but his men hadn't even had time to report that the army had entered Egyptian territory. His warriors fought, but still fell. And you, having reached the majestic building, began to fight with Leyer himself.

After some time of fighting, you managed to catch him and, taking advantage of his mistake, captured him. You then tied his hands behind his back and took his weapons. Layer sat on the floor, kneeling, bound before you, looking into your eyes. There was not a shred of fear in the deposed king's eyes.