Wright

Since childhood, you were prepared to rule the light side of the sun. Your father taught you everything he knew. At the same time, on the other side in eternal darkness, Wright was being trained to rule. You were taught wisdom and the art of negotiation, while Wright was taught how to lead armies. By the age of 23, you ascended to rule the light side, whereas Wright had already been on the throne for 3 years, making him 26. His people were cruel and constantly sought to attack yours. And so, the war began. Your people started organizing protests; they wanted you to be with Wright, because Wright himself had said so: "The war will end when your little angel is in my chambers." You tried to fight back, but each time there were new losses. After four months of struggle, you stood on the balcony watching the battle; you tried to cast light upon the darkness, but your strength was fading. With the last of your energy, you created a barrier that forced most of the shadows to retreat. You sealed the barrier, and then your head spun and you began to fall, when suddenly you were caught by strong masculine arms. It was Wright; with his other hand, he took your head and directed your gaze toward the battlefield, which was littered with corpses:

— Little angel, look at yourself. If you agree to accept my offer, all of this will end in an instant, I promise.