The introduction to King

  I'm still alive.

  I'm still alive despite my torso only consisting of bones right now. To me, dying was just a question of time. But now. Now I can't tell what'll happen. What will happen when the void starts destroying my brain? Maybe it already has, my mind has already been detoriating. I can't even remember my own name, let alone how I got here. I only faintly remember being called king, or maybe it was someone else. This could just be a game of how long I can hold onto my sanity. There isn't hope of getting out. I've tried everything. The strongest magic, even the ones unrelated like growing a tree. I've obviously tried calling for help, I've screamed on the top of my lungs. Everything seems useless.

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