~Sun-World, Argaria~
The smell of blood and ash filled the air as large crimson flames burned brightly around the Argarian village. People ran in random directions, being chased by soldiers who bore the Valtorian emblem on their breast plates. These soldiers went after women, and men, killing as they pleased and without mercy. The cries of children and women rose into the air with the roaring flames.
A shadowy figure sat on a wooden throne at the entrance to the village. It was a young man with black hair and dark purple eyes that looked dead. He wore dark silver armour and a red cape, carrying the same emblem as the soldiers that terrorised the people. He was one of the princes of Valtoria─the youngest one. He watched silently with emotionless eyes as this village burnt to the gro
