Destine

In an instant, the pristine silence that had once claimed the ornate throne room was subverted by the thunderous footsteps of its chief resident. His breaths were short and fleeting, much like his time remaining in this life. As he staggered past the rows of colossal portraits that depicted his ancestors who ruled before him, he could feel their acrylic eyes brand his soul with their judgment ― for in their hearts, they knew he was bound to this end.

His bloodshot eyes were kept fixed on the balcony windows, both in search of a viable escape route and of aid from an army that would never come. When he reached his throne, he felt mocked by its gold-encrusted arms and turned around, as there was no where left to run. As if written in the stars, his assailant was already there, standing stoically in the moonlight that bathed her. The tyrant had never felt more powerless, and fell to his knees not from fear, but from sheer bewilderment.

"I-It's not possible. I had you enslaved, tortured, and sentenced to death ― from that there is no redemption."

Stepping forward with purpose and sanctimony, the heroine raised her blade.

"My fate has changed... and so has yours."

Attuned to the Universe In one way or another, you have a unique relationship with the universe and its inner-workings. Whether it be through your dynamic state of mind, knack for magic manipulation, or strangely dependable reliance on luck, this relationship allows you to alter your life's course in the blink of an eye. Labels, social standing, and dire situations bear little meaning to a destine for this very reason.