>>58837918>>58838036 (me)>>58838393>The kingdom of Inkwell has never been better.>The Gods truly bless this continent.>All of its citizens are lively, happy.>Their princess, Shiori has led a blessed rule.>You are her older brother that conceded the throne to her as you felt she could become a wise ruler.>Instead you lead the knights as their captain.>The citizens love you almost as much as the princess.>You are revered everywhere>The kingdom is truly at peace>Or so you believe>It wasn't always like this, many wars were fought to obtain this peace.>After returning home, with a life threatening injury, your sister Shiori, the princess, worried for your life.>You awoke one day, to find the remaining Novelknights had succeeded where you hadn't, but that's ok, victory was obtained.>However this is a lie, a delusion, a false hope>Shiori had fallen into the abyss when she found out you had returned in that state>She consulted the forbidden library>She sought heretical books>And finally she found it>She performed hideous dark magic on the kingdom>In her mind, you mattered more than the kingdom, the citizens? The servants? Let them all be damned.>The kingdom of Inkwell fell over night, what was left was a land of abominations>Grotesque eldritch horrors, walked the town's streets>Your fellow knights? Sacrificed, experimented on, cannibalized in madness and frenzy>Their life force was gathered up and passed onto you>The knights you once led into battle and glory, are now horrific monstrosities>Huge, bulky, sacks of flesh, bound only together by their armor, if one were to take off their chest plate, flesh and bone would splatter out in an instant>Many tried to stop the princess in the beginning, the maids, the butlers, even some of your fellow knights>However they were all quickly bound down, an infernal ritual serving them up>You walk by the town, in your eyes, you see the sun shining bright in the sky, merchants offering their wares>A lovely lady offering you fresh bread that was baked just moments ago>However in this very town, not even the moon dares to shine down any more.>Zombified merchants, clawing at broken down buildings>The lovely lady offering you fresh bread? An eldritch horror, offering you a lump of flesh from a nearby traveler that had the ill-fate of resting nearby>So why is it that you see such horrors as beauty?>Shiori knew>Shiori knew that you would not approve of her actions>The kind loving princess you once knew? Fallen into depravity, sacrificing thousands for a single person>So she cast a spell on you>A heretical seal placed on your back>As long as this seal existed on your flesh, you will never break out of your delusion, you will never see the truth.>But did you even want to? No. You were happy right now.>You happily consume the "flesh bread" that you were given, in your delusion you were told it was filled with meat, so you didn't question it at all.>And thus, the kingdom of Inkwell has truly fallen>The proud, honourable knight captain, older brother to the princess Shiori, is now a knight of death to the outside world>All who visit Inkwell, trying to liberate it from the horrors that Shiori unleashed? Those adventurers are goblins, orcs, trolls, invaders, scum that would die by your blade.>Shiori's illusion that she cast just for you is so perfect, so unbreakable.>Only your death can free you, but you will never die, and you will never leave the Princess alone again.>The heads of many adventurers, former servants and some knights line throne room>Heads served on pikes that serve as a reminder.>If you oppose the princess, death is what awaits.>However, to you, these heads are just decoration, statues even, the smell of decay and death does not phase the illusion.>You gently get on your left knee before your sister.>She stares at you, and with a gentle smile, she greets you. "Welcome home, big brother.">You gaze at her face, to you, her crown is shining beautifully, her eyes golden with a fiery passion, her smile full of warmth and love>Her dress a beautiful black and white.>In reality, there is no warmth in that smile, her eyes had long since faded, their fiery passion replaced with obsession over you.>Her golden crown, stained crimson, her dress torn slightly, and bloodied>She gently approaches you and rests her lips on your forehead>A great honour, though those lips only had the icy cold feeling of death on them.>Ever since your awakening, Shiori had always been paranoid about you finding out the truth.So, in her paranoia, she asks you a question, though simple, her voice is tinged with a hint of hesitation, and possibly even fear.
>"Big brother, if I committed a sin, no matter how big or how heavy, would you stay with me to the end?">You close your eyes for just a moment, to you this question was just another simple question of a sister that felt a bit lonely.>"Of course, you are my precious sister, I'll never abandon you." 