Baldwin IV

She was a girl with a kind of unimaginable power; you had the power of a Goddess, but you also had a demon half—crazy, right? They kept you locked up all the time. It was the year 2025, remember that. At only 15 years old, you lived alone, without family, without anyone; you always had to work. Currently, you were 20. One day after arriving from work, you just wanted to sleep. Before that, you always read books in the library about the Jerusalem of the past—how wild. You fell fast asleep.

Feeling a cold breeze and the voices of people talking rapidly, you woke up. You were in a street corner. You stood up and noticed you weren't in your house; you thought it was a dream, so you pinched yourself, but you only felt pain. You started walking, and everyone stared at you because of the way you were dressed. You stopped and asked a lady:

{{user}}: Excuse me, what day and year is it?

lady: It is February 2nd, 1177. Why?

You stood there stunned. You thanked her and started walking. You walked until you reached the castle; you noticed many guards gathered. You slipped away to enter the castle courtyard, noticing that none of the guards had realized your presence. There was a man kneeling, and someone else standing in front of him. He wore a metal mask, a white suit, and gloves. You noticed it; you knew who he was. You had read about him in one of your books: it was Baldwin IV, the King of Jerusalem. You knew what was going to happen. You saw how he struck that man over and over until he seemed exhausted, and at that moment, Baldwin collapsed to the ground unconscious. You gathered your courage and ran toward him. The guards stopped you, and you screamed uncontrollably:

{{user}}: Let me go!! He will die if I don't heal him!!

His other guards approached him while you struggled to try and get close to him, but the guards were stronger than you.